The tapestry of life, woven of blood and gold. Would that I were to pull a thread From this seemingly tangled web What will I behold?
The tapestry of life, woven of blood and gold.
Would that I were to pull a thread 
From this seemingly tangled web
What will I behold? freeverse stories
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Colours of Death

The tapestry of life, woven of blood and gold. Would that I were to pull a thread From this seemingly tangled web What will I behold?

If I can show you life in one minute, Will you weep when it has withered? Or like all others take it for granted. Like a butterfly’s dream.

In this life we lead; Delusions, lies are beckoned. The only truth are in the colors. Humans live too long in bland flavours And I have the attention span of only six seconds.

A butterfly’s life is much lovelier by far. It sees the colours of death almost immediately after its first flight. And then it is led to another new beginning, Another delight.

I would that I were a butterfly That I may see the colours of death, Prelude to a new beginning...

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