Ethereal Expressions are dewdrops in the chaos of consciousness. Sprinkled with words, they are a peek and dive into the realm of self and shells.
My poems have no titles due to the diversity in perception and understanding. I'd love my readers to h...
The chill in the air Surfs through my body with flair Cracking onto the muddled haze Razing my emotions into a daze Resurfacing flat across my face My feelings are all over the place.
Wish there was something I could do As my tears dried themselves anew Calm my veneer seems I shatter into pieces inside deep Just can't weep Have walked on the courageous street.
There are tears unshed Even the eyes have stopped to swell Living in the graveyard of hollow Is a battlefield of ongoing turmoil and sorrow As I struggle to go on I refuse to let myself down.
Our pulse just feels the beat Only the heart knows the heat When there's no place on the lips The words start living beneath the eyelids Where calamities don't faze The experiences start to a character make.
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