Not to speak of
A sound anywhere,
'tis time when nature
Rocks all into slumber.
Quietness around
When dreams
Separate the two world.
A sudden impact
Brings us to senses
And an inquisitive instinct
Prompts to probe
Into the mystry.
Knowing not that was an upsurge
To eliminate those unwanted thoughts
Playing as puppets
For purposeless gain.
Get up and walk fearlessly
Thro' the veil of Shrouded mystry.
3 months ago
2 comments:
Oh yeah... The odd shake-up is so needed at times.
Profound lines there...
Peace.
@ Kartz:
Dream it can fade into slumber and reality is fearful.
Shock is 2 overcome...
Thanks 4 u r punchline.
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