AIREEN NICOLAS
A lone flower in a hidden sanctuary,
timid, elusive, trembling under unseen suns.
A fragile soul adrift among infinite blossoms,
drawn to the peculiar, the cosmic, the unspoken galaxies
where her private stars and moon pirouette
silently upon the crown of her thoughts.
Her eyes crackle like distant thunder,
her voice hums lullabies that no one has ever heard.
A sweet creature with a monster lurking beneath,
a duality stitched into the marrow of her being.
She converses with billions of stars,
madly entangled in the infinite magic of darkness and solitude,
finding beauty beneath scars,
and quietude in the chaos of her own shadow.
She is wandering ideas scattered across a desert,
a specter scrutinizing the labyrinth of existence,
delighting in magical worlds
where language falters,
and the unspeakable becomes her home.
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