Night

As darkness start to engulf,
Devour,
Dissolve,
Destroy,
Everything in its midst.
Cover the Shines with tall, cold, non-swaying trees.
Till all that is left is Lights from City Buildings.
It covers every inch of every corner
Every surface, emerging even more surfeiting.
And as Midnight dawns, Darkness reigns
Even more superior; more sovereign.
Till all that is left is dying Lights from City Buildings.

Labels: Philosophy

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love is a lie


Love is a lie.
Because when it comes a-knocking,
It shies away from my doorstep meekly.
Apologizing for pressing the wrong
Doorbell.
When I sought to beautify what is not -
Dressed in dark red with white trimmings
A touch of scent, a kiss of my lips;
It comes a-knocking again …
This time to stop, be mesmerized
And then. Shy away meekly.
Love is a lie.
Because there is not any more space -
To wander and wonder - left at all.
Because I grow tired and weary,
Answering to mistakes on every occasion.

Yet again there is bewilderment
As to why,
WHY OH WHY
I am still answering my doors.
Is love a lie?

Labels: Love

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