Light darkens, darkness enlightens,
Amidst a catastrophic event's eve.
Angels darken, devils enlighten,
Amidst the war of hell and heaven.
Between this chaos, standing alone
I; A human soul with day and night.
Watching my soul's glass, cracking with my bones,
Wishing to be a catastrophe maven without fright.
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The Precious:Hidden secrets
PoetryThis book is a poetry collection. The poems are way more inclined toward introspective genres and some maybe little or too much emotional. Because this contains the poem came out subconsciously from my mind and lands on these pages.
