The windows of my soul are wide open.
Loose and rattled, still stands still.
In the midst of nowhere, I stand,
Disturbed by the everlasting solitude
I stand still.
The evening sun had just sunk
Drowning into the unknown horizon.
Rise soon, immortal light
There will always be a fresh new day
after a sleepless night.
Eyes wide open, sheets of silk.
A golden light peeked
Through my half closed eyes.
Come morning light,
There will always be a fresh new day
after a sleepless night.
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Ray of Hope
PoetryFor what was left unsaid but never left unthought ♡ Original poetry collection ♡
