Buried Solace

Sunken vows
Beneath untouched petals
Of broken bells
And wounded wells.

She eclipsed into the dusk
For her home was arcane,
Away from canopy
And warmth of the ray.

Origin of the eye,
Gazed at the grey,
Isolation and victory
Set her free.

Silence in the ears
And oblivion in the vastitude of the mind,
For she longed for stillness
In beats and in breath.

Sanjana Srikanth

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