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SpiritualSkeptic
It’s going to be a dynamic run, A run for this lone wolf to his beloved moon, A beloved snatched by vicissitudes of fate. I stumble upon a path of misery, And spiraled down the barrels of endless sorrow, Then a shadow appeared, With squinting eyes, I felt the shadow; And retreated back to my corner of painless love. My princess, How dumb are you? To fall in love with a peasant, A commoner, An artisan of no exemplary value. Hope makes me strive for you, Dreams fuel my fantasy for a girl like you Yet, You choose to walk through the doorway of my backyard vineyard. My life filled with hollow years, Now that you control my tides, And fill my years with your love, Dew drops of honey filled lollies, And a platter of the forbidden fruit. You are my angel in blue jeans, And help me suckle this enigma of life, Keep in the fringes of sanity, And make in believe in concept of love, A deal that is hard on the terms of a one-sided affair. A bomb of self-destructive tendencies, Is kindled by your love to be on a paused lookout, Your habitual burst of emotions, Keep me rooted to this tree of life. Magical celestial beings like you are to come by, I found two in this life of mine, One was you and the other an intellectual fairy. I pray for this love of ours to eternal. With time not left much, I should start me run, For to catch the moon is a tedious task, A task I hope to complete.
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC
Moonless Wolf
Now that you are back; I shall breath my last, And bid adieu to this mortal realm, I offer you a seat with me, An offer to sail to the realm of wonders. Sleeping under the moonlit sky, I dream about that smile of yours, For living in this reality of smoke, I have come to realise, That you and me aren't meant to be. Therefore; I shall walk away; slowly Turn left and go, Go to the realm of satanic immortality And cry my sorrows. You were my only infatuation; Now you are replaced, By a drop of acknowledgment, From the sea of love. Goodbye; My dear comrades; Don't cry when you remember me, Sing songs of war; For I have won the war against life. And therefore I bid adieu to this mortal realm, And offer you a seat with me, An offer to sail to the realm of wonders.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
Realm of Wonders