A cold breath of nature
Making the soul feel as light as a feather
Capturing a state of awareness
Just to release a bit of stress
That was why the green grass was comforting me
As the tree nearby decided to just wait and see
To what extent will I break down.
To what inferiority will my tears make that sound
The wind was making my hair flow away
As a message that was trying to convey
That in this world,
There is neither a beginning not an ending
Just excruciatingly a smile vanishing
No matter how much you try
No one can say why
That your existence decided to remain a lie..
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Living in a fantasy
PoetryLiving in a fantasy is a series of selected poems that I have written over the years. They are mostly on several topics but most importantly they are the reflection of my feelings. Those poems are also a symbol of how sometimes your emotions could b...
