Friday, 31 May 2013

Redeem of the dead

Redeem of the dead

Every hour,
walking across the barren lands,
I hear the unusual fray in my mind.
Even the starlet ceased to glitter,
midst the tranquil moonlight.

While transgressing in this abyss,
in my wilted mind, 
somewhere I hear her holy reverence 
following my relentless path.

With mirth she witnesses
smoldering of my soul,
and her partisan eyes mocks
the beginning of my end.

with each passing hour,
I desire to cease my wounds. 
While I witness apparitions
embarking my dreams. 

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