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Alone alone far from my world,
I fly, a clueless bird.
A gust of wind takes me everywhere,
Alas I am heading nowhere.
Lost I am completely,
Weak are my feathers.
The purpose of my being,
Is devoid and dubious.
All I want to is sleep,
And sleep forever.
My heart does weep,
And cry forever.
In the dark night,
My words give me flight.
In the cold I shiver,
Many dreams, filling up a quiver.
The more I stay awake,
The lost heart feels the ache.
On the bed, I am sleepless.
My soul feels utterly hopeless.
I wear a bright mask,
Behind it is a face stark.
Tonight seems very dark,
Without a hint of spark.
I pray to God Almighty,
To set me on course.
In the empty night,
My mind shouts hoarse.
What I want,
I know not,
My mind is stale,
In a rot.
A dagger in my heart,
And I am killed.
Would it lie content,
My psyche unfulfilled?
Having a free fall,
Before it reaches the nadir.
It hopes to rise from the depth,
My soul, a Phoenix.
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| A Phoenix |
P.S. I had written this at 2 in the night, about a month back, as I struggled to sleep.
