Manikyo Hay Poems

By Manii

The moon, a glowing orb, a beacon in the night.
A symbol of wonder, a source of delight.
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By mani

My thoughts are a maze, I'm lost in my head
A never-ending cycle, where fears are fed
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In the emptiness, I find my home
A canvas waiting, for the art to roam
A blank space staring, like a challenge to create
A world of possibilities, where my thoughts can participate
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Like fragile glass, I lie shattered on the floor,
A million pieces, of what I was before.
A delicate vase, dropped with careless might,
Leaving shards of me, scattered in the night.
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