Gazing the ever spreading night
And its deafening darkness,
I was alone…
Feeling the far reaching arms of time
And the consequences of being a conduit,
I was alone…
Few lyrics of a lonesome soul
Few drops of isolated tears;
And the night,
They all conspire in allegiance
Only for a life,
Less lived and compromised!
Illicit contempt
And scornful disgrace;
How well they portray the ally
Who stood inside the disdained mirror?
A committed opportunist
And a fragile coward;
How well they favour the scandal
That minced every piece of sermon?
Falling stars
And whispers of departed souls,
They disturb me “my sojourn”
Indeed the night is deafening!
10 SEC READ The gift of insults
2 years ago
1 comment:
Such a likeness to things I have written over the years...
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