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I don't see my guides
The power of sparkling gone
Covered in a deadly mask
Camouflaged,
...
Dullness on everyone looms like
Morning fogs in December
That hinder them to decipher
Rights as the supreme animal.
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War is Our Scourge
Whipped I am everyday
But who started?
Peace and prosperity
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Remember!
The sunlight on the bank of the river
As we waited discussing
Death, life, eternity…
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The wrinkled face of the old lady
She stares at the debris
The broken walls
The stones turned to dust
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The white baby is masked
The butcher is lying flat
The moustached old man fumbles
The lady over there moans
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Don't know where to begin
Don't know how to begin
Don't know what made me begin
But I must begin,
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Have experienced the loss of
Light like a candle in the crashing storm,
That demolishes to the tiniest article on the earth,
Which doesn't possess a heart of kindness or pity
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Innumerable faces are met everyday
Nobody cares, no one gives a damn about you,
Lifeless leaves you are flown away with the dust
You suffocate and are smothered,
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Abundance of perilous water surrounded me,
The tent of my overhead,
Realised to be gloomy and covered
With the rays of sadness,
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Sounds Of Drops That Have No Explanation
I don't see my guides
The power of sparkling gone
Covered in a deadly mask
Camouflaged,
Maybe they are shy
Like the hue I love
And can die for
But she is silent like the sea,
I don't see the waves
Winds blow on
Roots shattered
Unfathomable remains she,
Mystery is the queen of her world
I am the lone wanderer
In my microcosmic world
Hear the footsteps in the drops
But they vanish like the thunder,
Heartbeat
Should I call out to stay a while?
Confused
What if she doesn't like it,
Storm in my heart
Can't decide what's right or wrong
My world starts fragmenting
The footsteps seem long gone
Memory keeps my sense alive
That moment is eternalized
Drops keep ringing endlessly
Sleep doesn't bother me anymore
Don't feel the pain of waiting
Heart ache relaxes now
On the swing of time
Alive I am
Thunder recedes
Message delivered of season
Prepared now to face the tsunami
The separation will bring
Will try to hold on
Won't want to vanish like the footsteps,
Let the season come
Brave heart
It will only freeze
In the cold of partition,
No blood will run through the veins
But like a painted bird
Will keep the wings open
The mysterious sounds might come back.
(22 March,2018.)
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