Serenity In Loneliness
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Amaya Liyanage, Grade 9
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Poetry
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2018
A gentle breeze caresses her weary face
Blowing away the doleful evidence
Upsetting the trails of steel-clad tears
Aged whispers not of common parlance.
Waves engulf her battered feet
The ocean lay bare beneath her gaze
A lethal holder of time-earned beauty
Holding secrets of the gone-by days.
Star-speckled skies holding infinite wisdom
A story written on parchment of black
She sang to the night of empty darkness
And the luring abyss sang back.