Asylums Of Light Poem by Lekë Loshi

Asylums of light shift the shade of perception
Sky shines blue with silhouettes
Grinding the leaves of misconception
Burning the papers of copious regrets
Sounds consume our flourishing spirit
Waiting like a water to be absorbed
The essence, we are there near it
The wisdom no longer ignored

Time, a mere anecdote
Witness the realms of a landscape remote
Indignantly, you acknowledged what you missed
Morning sunshine, watch your words shape and twist