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To the grey lurking house flies hovering over filth
the twinkling of stars doesn't matter one bit...*
...
Ghostly.
They just disappear,
Never stay to hear.
We stand beneath,
Wishes to be cleared.
Eyes closed,
Speaking heart.
They are royal scars
that our sky bears
and nothing else.
I figured out last night
that those stars don't hear.
They were deaf
but fortunately the god did
and I'm jolly over the sky....
Only I do drift, touch, dissolve
in the lap of my moments;
I carry love to be eternal
in the abyss of lonely nights in the end.
When they break our window glass
and the shards fall
in silence
turning into the sounds of broken

When you see the fire lanterns
and the great great flames
To all the curses thrown into
your lap

Don't just sit and watch
Your tears roll down
in the shards of
a scattered heart

Stand up now
Throw them back
The shadows fade away
in the air

You can never be crushed
Pull the sky
into your heart
and fight back...

Shams :)
there upon a time when they knew not life,
thenceforth their kind lived silly, full folly,
believed he who is ancient had to eat
to live, had to hunt, was tranquility.
eventually, time wandered this era;
from dust onto beyond the sky became
a joyous journey, for they dreamed wisely
of the days we could live life with dignity
'tis but a unique picture of our inner soul that completes us
and
ignorance tears it apart.
"It dwells in a mortal's spirit
sleeping in the chasm of hopes.
Pure incandescent flame,
A quiescent elixir to *****.

The wherewithal to live,
when I'm about to cease.
Sometimes I search for it,
the other day, it rises with ease.

The boundless sky spreads her arms
over the stretch of a lovely land.
Where I stand and watch the white clouds
pass by, moves forth this tale to its former strand." said a deaf lover to his dumb muse.


"I'd love to wait and listen,
To sit by thy side and listen,
Thy melancholy, I'll listen,
If only thee could talk and I could listen." He continued.


I sat thereunto sunset listening to them while they watched the sun drowning...Inspired within...
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