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￭ The only thing
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2012-03-26 | |
masked in a tranquil voice,
the face is hidden-
life gobbles on: unintended,
a sanctuary of drenched desires,
your aura beams yourself-
teeming jungle lurks, eternally.
memories out of labyrinthine route,
a broken piece of time-glittering,
dreams slowly initiate me into stardust.
a deserted road: leaves are long dead,
feelings/emotions of my thoughts
ripple through-enlivening these dead leaves.
frantic darkness climbs upwards,
and descends- this incoherent abyss of my poems
cannot grasp this sudden newness.
sit down, awaken,
as silences pile up,
poised vaguely, everywhere.
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