Balad

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As the
hope lashes out the greatest storm
I lost my breath the day you were born;
my flesh and blood turn cold. A single thorn
melting souls into a demonic swarm.

As the
light pierces through the darkest clouds
and preacher’s voice musters the crowds,
time feeds the mushrooms on my shrouds
forever resting all worries and doubts.

As the
sun melts out the ice and rainbow follows the rain,
this ballad sings my story and my pain.

Here are some of my poems:
THE MOUNTAINS
YOU ARE NOT ALONE
ALL BOUT LOVE
A TALE OF A MINNOW AND A WHALE
LONG WAY DOWN 1
LONG WAY DOWN 2
SPIDER QUEEN
MINA'S EULOGY
THE CIRCLE OF LIFE
YOU KNOW IT ALL
CONFESSION OF A HUSBAND
BROKEN DREAM
THE RETURN OF A HERX
CLOSE THE DOORS
IT IS LOVE
BROKEN SOUL
FREEDOM
SPEECHLESS
CHECKOUT POINT
TEENAGE YEARS
A CHILD'S MIND
PINK
PAIN
DARE
LOST
PAINS

Lavi Picu is the author of three soulful poetry collections: Whiteless Thoughts, Burden of love and Tales of a moody heart. She is a Canadian writer, majored in Linguistics, with a background in translations and writing. She’s also a ghost writer, a blogger with a focus on arts and health, a Lyme disease advocate, a mother and a self-taught artist.

@2019 LaviPicu aka Lyme Poet. All rights reserved.

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