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I awoke from my sleep on a starry night; It was old like my heart and quiet like my love, The stars were huddling tight and twinkling bright, I ambled to window sill and perched like a waffling owl. I beheld- Wind swirling, tree quivering Clock ticking and waves swaying. The tree gravitated me; quivering and rustling Standing strong against its heart to fly- Reminded me of my job of my young-hood; Duties and desires waged war against and leaves fell apart. Turned my eyes and swaying in the waves They swayed me to the corners of happiness, Resting me in the chasm of gloominess It was like then me- Walking on same path and dreaming for the wonders Seconds hand in clock beat in my ears Once, I loved creating, perceiving and pursuing The freedom and independence I grabbed from choices Allowed me to exist like me out of anxiety The call was too late; The breeze entered my dress, Crept over my body, Stalked me to death, Decomposed my corpse, Diffused my soul into the dust.
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 6:14 AM UTC
Unsettled
I awoke from my sleep on a starry night; It was old like my heart and quiet like my love, The stars were huddling tight and twinkling bright, I ambled to window sill and perched like a waffling owl. I beheld- Wind swirling, tree quivering Clock ticking and waves swaying. The tree gravitated me; quivering and rustling Standing strong against its heart to fly- Reminded me of my job of my young-hood; Duties and desires waged war against and leaves fell apart. Turned my eyes and swaying in the waves They swayed me to the corners of happiness, Resting me in the chasm of gloominess It was like then me- Walking on same path and dreaming for the wonders Seconds hand in clock beat in my ears Once, I loved creating, perceiving and pursuing The freedom and independence I grabbed from choices Allowed me to exist like me out of anxiety The call was too late; The breeze entered my dress, Crept over my body, Stalked me to death, Decomposed my corpse, Diffused my soul into the dust.
To the one who is stuck in different philosophies
Pen9
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24/M/Hyderabad, India
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 6:14 AM UTC
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