Silent Listener

an Isle of bliss
a paradise where paths are strewn with roses
a garden flourished with ambrosia
a place of songs and symphony hearts the heart composes;
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Am a joke
of my own entangled paths...
Where i go and where I don't go,
only I know.
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even with a thwarted moon,
even if the lands wears naked and fallow,
with a cursed future,
even when the sun refuses to
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Alas her tears reached Heavens where immortals prevail...

her soul was bereft of life in such an ungodly throes....
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A relentless bird in my heart

hovers around as I bid farewell to thee.........
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Shall I compare you to a night Princess....
a blooming flower by edge of a river side
a sweet devil of mine...
my heart knoweth no joy nor love
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endlessly,
so endless just like the love story of the goddess
when she was still mortal.
our memory shared for years
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