Noen Muti

In the depths of my soul,
A darkness consumes,
Whispers of doubt and woe,
Echoes of past fumes.
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In the month of November, when the air turns crisp,
And the leaves fall gently, like a lover's whispered kiss,
The land is still dry, with no sign of rain,
Yet my heart yearns for it, like a sweet refrain.
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The sun sets, a fiery ball
Beneath the horizon's call
The world grows still, a hushed refrain
As shadows lengthen, one by one
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God, all of my days
In Your presence, I'll stay
You guide me with love and grace
In Your arms, I find solace and embrace
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In every breath you take,
And every step you make,
God's presence echoes,
A gentle whisper in your heart.
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Under the shadow of the sun,
A farewell voyage has begun.
Whispers of time in the breeze,
As the soul embarks with ease.
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In shadows cast, our paths did cross,
A meeting etched in time, a bitter loss.
The echoes of that fateful day,
Resound in my heart, a painful replay.
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Love blooms beneath the moon's soft glow,
Rain's lullaby, an introvert's show.
In the silence, emotions rise,
A clandestine dance, under night's eyes.
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Love's obsidian bonds, silent and strong,
Rain's soft cadence, a love song.
Introverted souls, entwined in the night,
In darkness, love takes its flight
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Love's noir whispers, secrets unfold,
Rain's embrace, an introvert's hold.
In the dimness, hearts entwine,
Love's journey in shadows divine.
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In the quiet rain, love's soft refrain,
Shadows dance, a clandestine gain.
Introverted hearts, entwined, concealed,
A silent symphony, emotions revealed
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Love blooms in solitude's embrace,
Darkness whispers, a tender grace.
Raindrops echo an introvert's plea,
In silent storms, two souls set free.
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Love eclipsed in the darkened sky,
Introverted souls soar, never shy.
Raindrops fall, a secret embrace,
In shadows deep, love finds its space.
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In the gentle rain, I find myself in memories
The time when books and darkness stick together
As a child, I was an introvert and talked a lot
Ulcers on the crown become a labyrinth of secrets that cannot be denied
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In the silence, love believes it grows,
As clear as morning dew, within a heart that glows.
Unspoken words, yet felt in the quiet,
A love so pure, sincere, and true, in its orbit.
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Returning, where shall I return?
Back to whom?
Memories of a city that has passed,
Returning to oneself.
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I'm like the last leaf
trying to endure on a branch
that despises the wind.
I often imagine
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About reasons that require answers of why and why not.
Are we different?
An alienation that soothes the mind with closed eyes.
I'm not refusing to live with you,
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I am not always the sun or the rainbow.
Sometimes, I am the cause of storms, or perhaps I am the storm itself.
I can even be a heavy rain or thunder and lightning.
I cannot always be the moon that illuminates the darkest nights;
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I guide the weary old sun to return to its orbit,
Arrange the sparkling, frolicking star children to stay in their places.
I'm done,
Now I shall pluck the petals of your soul, return them to their rightful space.
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