Magical Chaos: A Poem

Holding back the floods,

Paradoxes boiling her blood.

Pretence whirling her brain,

Unknown that she’s camouflaging a hurricane.

 

Tear stained pillows at midnights,

Cries behind doors within dim lights.

Howls the pain in secrecy,

Break downs like an earthquake of high frequency.

 

Unveil the masquerade of fake subtle beguile,

Take anything with your badass smile.

Dances like a meteor shooting down the sky, 

Ignore the stereotypes and glow like a firefly.

 

You’re universe’s enchanting spell,

Magic makes your each and every cell,

Sweetheart, never be frightened to be your own boss,

You’re a magical chaos.~Enigma

Chaos

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