♡09. I'm Rooted To The Spot♡

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I'm rooted to the spot,
Chasing all my favorite ghosts,
One has a face and the other does not,
Some wear capes and some wear cloaks.
My hands are tied,
My feet are glued,
As I'm rooted to the spot.

I'm rooted to the spot,
Chasing my favorite darkest hours,
One is a thud and the other is a gunshot,
Some hold light and some hold wilted flowers.
My eyes are shut,
My lips are sealed,
As I'm rooted to the spot

I'm rooted to the spot,
Chasing all my favorite eclipses,
One is a clean mark and the other is a blot,
Some hold vengeance and some hold bliss.
My thoughts are numbed,
My heart is roped,
As I'm rooted to the spot.

The chasm is deep,
And the roar is ferocious.
The road is steep,
And the voices are obnoxious.
Couldn't move,
As I'm rooted to the spot.

Kneeling before me was a blue light,
Rust and spell on me shed all of its might.
Illuminating figure strode in front of me,
Surrounded by peace, beauty and glee.
His smile freed me from my daunting fear,
Night with shade was now a sky so clear,
As his presence instilled the chaos with order.

Moving again became a reality,
Ghosts, darkest hours and eclipses,
Now left with the remnants of purity,
In my heart, there always remains his magnetic glimpses.
And I am no longer rooted to the spot.






Written on: 13th September, 2023

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