Hallowing Poem by Zaw Myat Htoo

Hallowing



The Breath coming in coming out
The Heart beating up and down
The Tears flowing on the sweaty peak

Lying on the way of
Nothing is important for me
Longing on the way of
Hope is everything for me
Still hollowing!

Whenever nothing is waiting for me
Ending of the world
Seeing darkness in the colorful life

Flying on the moody cloud
Pointing into the death
But with a meaning

When the heartbeats are thundering
The rain rarely comes
The disaster of the heart

One thing begging, one thing climbing for
A touch of a needle on the flashy dream
Black holing of an eye?

A needy
A piece of the hallowing.

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