Ballad Poem by Darlan M Cunha

Ballad



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Two unrestrained trains, alien to the world, wagons unleashing psychological fences by mocking totems and taboos, destroying dramas and crystals by instigating the good that evil does, locomotives beeping and creaking the wheels, sparks on the tracks, in the teeth of ethylic laughter, both sealing fears, no veil for witness, the devil's house is thematic, of degenerate tracks.

Ballad
Thursday, December 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: track,blind love,psychology
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