Path Home

Jailin Derozen

I, raised my eyes to see Future, embraced by the night. I, turned back to see Dusk, willing to depart. Slowly moving forward I Turn blind, to my benign That awaits in my final trial. Till that, gloom shall I abide. Not even dim light is seen ahead In path languidly tread. Stumbling, falling all way long, Still, willing to go where I belong. No moon there is in heaven To shed a light on path. No stars there are to follow To guide you through this realm. Reach, the journeys end Is design of my endeavour. Since meaning blend in void Is not worth the labour. Several years were now trudged, Enveloped in this blindness, But deplored heart still retained Hope, to see the brisk of light. Slowly my eyes begin to squint… Ah! If someone now could see Or feel, what I can feel and see. A morning shine in vicinity! (And a place to call home!)

2021-12-13 21:15:01

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Прошу не уходи , Ты луч ,что красит день всех Как тяжело так просто отпустить , Твой свет от шоколад творений Ты весела всегда ,поддержишь если грустно Всем здесь стала важна И в тоже время согреешь теплотою гнусно На аве так няшна с котейками мимишна , С улыбкою ясна й не будет так прывична ! Мне грустно без тебя , хорошая зайчуга !! Я ж буду так скучать за твоими стишками , Что даришь всем сполна С любовью й ораматом тепловой ласки :) Оть доброты твоей Сб стал радостью излучен :) Ведь многим принесла Частичку доброты с улыбочкой уюта лучик 🌹 (( 🍫✨🌹💕)) P.s: Посвященно Дозе с любовью от Морки 💕🍫))) ( Одна и единственная на Сб Шоко-котейка ,что поднимает настроение другим своим позитивным настроением 🍫💕)) https://www.surgebook.com/alievaelmira/blog/ejk3a46

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I Saw a Dream

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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