The Queen Of My Soul

The Queen of my soul's eyes

Inside white light is a thousand colors Inside my heart are a thousand chambers Coarsely veiled with skepticism Until your resilience pierced through My resistance now varies hugely From the strength cruel experiences gave to me Within the cracks of my disordered real My reality is now an imperfect state Stray emotions begin to precipitate Sentimental rivers begin to flow I am alive, born of love I stand before you in my nascence Clothe me with your tenderness I thought I could build a kingdom with life stuff And commune with vanities You are the scenic queen of my soul’s eyes Dethroned is sanity from my eyes The king’s eyes Thank you for taking my heart When I offered a chamber. Dione Maluwa