Sunday, November 20, 2011

Nothing...

(A dream that I couldn't see anything but only a full darkness ahead of me, can't explain it just...)


Nothing to think off
An emptiness has felt,
No feelings to off
Empty space kept.

No emotions can explain
Through and through though,
Nothing to express how plain
Empty is the end all through.

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Poetry of Dreams

Hear Me. See Me.

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