It is a fire; Caught up in my seamless desire; To free myself out of this situation; And live my life with a new temptation. Pain has hardened me; While I stopped trying to flee; Into the darkness of a deep burrow; Which had been moulded by a tearful sorrow. Life has become a lot more darker; While my agony kept pressing harder; On my wounds that still bleed; Satisfying the cruel,ugly breed. A tear had once flown; While the world had...
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Beyond the lonely stars in the sky; She seeks her reflection; That has been long forgotten; The mirror of her life was broken; And now among the crumbled pieces, she seeks; For a piece holding her reflection; For a portion reflecting back her emotions; Showcasing the pain beneath; A heart so crippled and torn; While the world still ignored her tears; She kept on searching for a ray of hope; Her eyes were filled with pain; As she continued...
Read MoreA Targeted Soul
Like a star that beams; In the moonless night; Let me live in my dreams; Feeling warmth and joy. Even in my dreams; I’m chased and stabbed; People spat on me; While I’m terribly smashed. I’ve been thrown stones at; By those who are soulless; Will my life ever brighten; Now I feel so helpless. I’ve been moulded by sorrow; And seasoned by time; I’m a targeted soul; On the stage of a mime. I’m always...
Read MoreBehind The curtain Of Her Eyes
Behind the curtain of her eyes; I see a tear lingering deep inside; She silently whispers but goes unheard; And sighs in agony seeing none beside. Under the blanket of the sky; She lies down closing her tired eyes; While she slowly starts humming a tune; She hears an echo from far behind. Her piercing eyes were full of warmth; “Was she expecting someone close?” She rested her eyes on the walls of night; Gazing ahead into the...
Read MoreA Day In Summer
It was a bright summer morning; And the sky was laden with clouds; While the sun kept scorning; The world was moving in crowds. In the fields the sunflowers gleamed; And the streams were crystal clear; The nature always beamed; Without dropping a single tear. The world was cradled in the breeze; Like a new born, she was asleep; Birds flew over the trees; And the night was growing deep. The fairies of the night; Have landed on the...
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