Laments of sadness
in the middle of serene nights,
fragmented hearts
wrangle scrambled minds;
shadowed mistakes, open wounds,
profound mysteries of once reality,
myriad eyes failed to perceive
the intrinsic meaning of a poetry;
arbitrary decisions can lead
loud confusions to imprint,
but an ink of a poet's pen
evokes concealed feelings.
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 4:28 AM UTC
Laments of sadness
in the middle of serene nights,
fragmented hearts
wrangle scrambled minds;
shadowed mistakes, open wounds,
profound mysteries of once reality,
myriad eyes failed to perceive
the intrinsic meaning of a poetry;
arbitrary decisions can lead
loud confusions to imprint,
but an ink of a poet's pen
evokes concealed feelings.
-Lhordyx
© January 17, 2012 (2:31 a.m.)
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