It’s unworth sometimes To open eyes And reject the dreams carrying suffering Groping through the alleys of unfulfilment And despise the death
Tears are like lava that burns the soul And all desires and cravings Dead Hazy remembrances are a mirror Long time ago crashed by the breath of time And all sounds Have camed down
My eyes My words My heart To weak and noiseless to last My pain My hands My blood To imperceptible to live
Platonic
Can you see that dim light It’s eternal Everlasting like the wailing of cemetary wind Fondling the cowered corpse
Tears are like lava that destroys desires And the past and the future are like faded leaves Is there any sense in the nonsense of being Only solitude And my heart Black from pangs Slowly stalling
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