Mylah Ferrer Poems

Tis the changing of the seasons
where the midnight sun meets the day,
and time stands still, eerily unmoving
summer and winter at same.
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My footsteps echo in hollow sounds;
Confused, uncertain, laden with pain
Why must I die too often to believe
There could be such thing of beauty.
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Only in silence i find my true self
Fleeting moments of darkness and light
of my joys and my griefs
And on my wonder and the mysteries i find
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Hocus pocus
mindful focus
will you direct the course?
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The rain falls softly on my shoulders silently pleading...
Dear heart, when will your suffering end?
Stop and listenas the skies cry out for your throbbing ache
As the hands of time lashes again,
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This is where the sand and the sea
reveres each magnificent sunrise
until it bids goodbye;
Bowing gracefully to the lord of the night.
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