Left alone
Deserted in land of people
People who's whisper yet don't hear
Beloved for those years were spent like a dawn
I search for a smile in trench of betrayl
Hope that can strengthen my spine
All I need is some softness to breath
Friday 28th October 2022 7:47 pm
Shallow
Crystal clear water,
boundless vision in what it beholds,
lights and auras of beauty,
my sorrows get sunk in,
I find my-self afloat calmly,
sunken day in shallow drifts,
Chimes of wind and your shadow
My life, my life, my life.
Thursday 27th October 2022 8:16 am
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