Blu Roxana

Rookie (02/04/1987 / Cluj-Napoca)

Nightmare - Poem by Blu Roxana

I dream of my future:
I see nothing but grey skies,
And doomed butterflies.
I sense the eternal tears of sorrow
Rolling down my burning face
Falling heavy in a lake of distress.
And I hear how my wings struggle to flutter;
They get lost in the ashes of my decayed dreams
And I listen how my suffering heart screams.
I scent fume of burnt hopes.
I touch blue ghosts of fear.
I’m all alone, nobody is here!


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  • Ashraful Musaddeq (9/9/2008 1:39:00 PM)


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2008



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