Peacock feathers
Said to be bad luck
Possessing beauty
They stood in glass
Years of testament
A curse of sacrifice
Involuntary opted
Relics misfortune
Only relieved so
Of fastidious watch
By migration's might
Mandating eradication
Yet fortune followed
In the absence found
A voiceless vortex
Shared, fated fouls
Peacock feathers
For a fowl, lost luck
Beauty rudely plucked
A trophy indignity