Rope Trips | Original Poetry

The ragged rope breaks —

the frayed ends flail upwards —

spiraling me to a crescendo,

right on the cusp of earth

and heaven.

Misfortune has just befallen me.

Is it so?

Or is it just my perception, when the biggest disappointments have wrapped in it precious blessings and self-realizations?

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