The crown on the head glows, but meets
manacles on the way down
fettered feet jingle all the way to court
eye-witness spills the beans
the shrinking moon sleeps in peace
post-purging secrets of the night
Fractured Harmony
The crown on the head glows, but meets
manacles on the way down
fettered feet jingle all the way to court
eye-witness spills the beans
the shrinking moon sleeps in peace
post-purging secrets of the night
Nice one, sharp contrasts
much love
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A powerful and thought-provoking poem! The contrast between the crown and the manacles beautifully captures the fleeting nature of power and the inevitability of accountability. The imagery of the shrinking moon adds a haunting sense of silence, as though the night itself is guarding its secrets. A wonderful use of fragmented couplets to convey deeper truths.
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Thank you so much, Vermaji!
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