Living Deadly |Poem|

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Now is the time that face should form another;

Those hours that with gentle work did burn.

And just not another restless night;

It was another falling tear

Another broken dream.

When you have stolen my mind

Another promise to keep,

Which the world can't erase,

The morning will come as my heart close

And I won't feel the sunshine.

Ungodly loveliness, why do I killed

Upon myself beauty ask's bootless?

Lo, in the orient when the gracious light,

When I don't even know my name

When the darkness blinded my eyes.

And there are days when I am losing my faith,

Because he was not good,

When you look back

There's exist a wound

In his heart.

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Possibilities

Image: Pinterest there could've been a world where you and i wouldn't have met. or met but not fallen in love. or fallen in love but not let go. or let go but never remembered. or remembered but never missed. and it breaks me apart to wonder. which is the life we'd live. which is the life we'd leave.

Un-Knowing

image source: www.manseacrh.com2019 I do not want to know, About the children, the women, or the animals. I do not want to know, If she or he or it or they were asking for it. I do not want to know, If they are dead, alive or dying. I do not want to know, Which race, religion, class or caste they're from. I want to shut my ears and make no sound, Bow my head and walk around. Because if I know, I will shatter, Shrink, dissolve, wither into nothingness. If I know, I cannot function, If I know, I'd want to un-know. -bryam If you have anything to share, comment below or write at bariambredeemson700@gmail.com #Visit full profile by clicking the home button to know tittle more about the author.

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