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Drown to Death


Lift me up when you’re free
from underneath this pile of memories.
That’s where I refused to sink
but there, my life drowns to death.



Like an autumn hit in my twenties
Spring in my soul sheds all at once.
But to be the saviour of my world,
I will linger and hold on a bit more.

Push me; I’ll dip and crash on the shore,
as I am hollow, floating on the edge solo.
Or let me wait and conquer with light,
people, dreams and hopes of tomorrow.

What if these mountains will move,
as I climb up the stairway of time.
What if my twenties be the beginning
for me to be what I want to be.

hope for tomorrow

Faceless & Colourless

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They belong to a few, who don’t collapse,
who don’t pick a side or cry when relapse.
They cuddle the stars beyond their girth
and place their feet gently over the earth.
Their heads belong to the clouds.
and their hearts… long for the rains!
But…. No one else could ever see
the lust they hid and the love they buried.
What else could be the reason
of the mystery and magic of their existence!