Saturday, February 01, 2014

Vanishing Bloody




Vanishing all things around
Loosing all right minds
Trying to cope up,
Still hardly to bound
Still nothing to binds
Hoping to lose up!
... ... ...

Could not see light
Hating that hurts madly
Gasping air to breathe,
Still not enough right
Feeling so hurt sadly
That difficult to breathe!
... ... ...

Hate and hate all
Hurt till hurt through
Aching deeply and bloody,
Losing hope that fall
Hate hurt till rough
Going going till bloody!
... ... ...

j,r.
... ... ...

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