Silences that utter through the tunnels of my minds,
Awakens an eye that never shuttered its curtains,
A mind ignorant of sleep and its dreams,
Nightmares that keep my soul anxious,
Empty crowds that push my weightless shoulders,
Head to the grounds,
no contact,
lost vision,
voices,
screams,
cries of a child,
voices, voices
everywhere……
the sweet,
and filthy odours,
the talks of aliens,
sounds similar,
Tired of the resembling days of mine,
I know what's concealed in today, and tomorrow,
Have I lived long enough to distinguish;
that the hour coming I've experienced already?
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Burning Papers-love poems
PoetryThese set of poems were published to describe love in a very unique way, hope, love and hate all in one poem
