"And it's no more too dark,
No colour, no light - my eyes,
They may as well be yours."
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Fighting those dragons all along,
The days, they seem so strange.
As the embers slowly blacken,
My ideas of life now change.
Seeing beauty as vivid noise,
I wonder if my fate is recent.
Lights jar the night I behold
As my mind replays an unfamiliar scent.
A form flits round the corner of my eye,
And the air shivers in an imaginary breeze.
Was that 'cause of a fluff or feather(?)
These birds, they ought to be on the trees.
Try as I may to sleep and forget
By slipping through a precious dream;
I don't remember how the stars shine,
And neither a story, rhyme or scheme.
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You can find my own interpretation to the poem [here].
2 comments:
Excellent blog! I genuinely love how it' s easy on my eyes and also the details are well written. I am wondering how I could be notified whenever a new post has been made. I have subscribed to your rss feed which should do the trick! Have a nice day!
following u for sure
such intense thoughts & equally surreal expressions
u r surely an artist
of words,colors or arms
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