Grey Feathers

All day, do what you like But don’t look at my eyes at night. Cold air blowing ,below our ribs We don’t need that silver seals Just need your side. To fly away from this world. Two light body and grey feathers Just save some little bit warm blood. Advertisements

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Poem Of Dark

Awake at deep night Frozen and lonely. Fingers are shaking But im trying to  Hold them back, Into me. Useless  attempt. They are moving and Running on the white pages Freely, its not me as i was, Some years ago. They are drawing the Poem of dark. Useless, but it is pure By it self. […]

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A Calm Storm

Something ripples Inside of me Wanting to burst Like a storm at sea. The waves crash As if in a fight The ripples exude A strange light. Is it always calm After a storm? If so, Why don’t I feel so? Like a raindrop On the sea Will I be lost Similarly?

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Two Souls Of This World

We are two souls of same kind, Hyaline  and frozen . We left our heart and body; Many years ago, when we saw each other! We  started our journey   on the same path, Although  from opposite direction! Days, weaks,months,years then century, All passed one by one. But still the distance is too long That […]

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In A Foreign Land

Originally posted on Thoughts Of A Nyctophilliac:
Unknown city Unknown place Time moves fast At an unknown pace. White rooms Have slanting roofs Tall towers To look over what’s ours. Leaves turn brown The rain comes down The old stone still stands Pride and honour of this land. The night never sleeps Streets never end…

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He is a writer With words bleeding from his fingers With storms raging in his mind In the calm of the night. He’s got demons chasing him In the day and in the night When nightmares clog his eyes He might as well write. How should I bear it? He asks with all his might […]

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