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Its in the wind

February 28, 2015

I hear my name in the wind.
Not sure where my thoughts bask..
Probably in a state of paranormal eventualities.
The aura in self indulgence,
deep in me thriving in the very foundation of my soul


I traverse the land chartered /uncharted,
Looking for one to carry their worry away,
Wishing I would literally.
But I’m an invisible, ‘insignificant’ instance,
The path I influence,
Is the same route to their downfall.
A depressed mind finds no solution apart from their own destruction.
A heart determined to ruin knows no common route apart from one set by the chaos in their mind.


From → dark poetry

  1. I love the depth of this poem


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