Wednesday, 8 January 2014

Ghostly Touch

The dream was coming with your whisper
Along the misty night, dark in white
Fogging behind the slowing river
Fear was rising for heart couldn't bite to swallow the bright.

Silent in the world of dorks
Nothing from human could pass this bridge
Consternation bound a breath far from ribs
Cage in nightmare. 

Looking into the eyes of hollow
Found no piece of wisdom
Bloody anger, rage and terror
Feed the angst against soul of mine
Roaring hatred , sipping the last calmness dry
Throne of the darkness was theirs
Proclaimed by sworn animosity
A dread of ill deeds done so much evil 
Couldn't  keep a soul clean
Tainted with black vibe of spirit
To keep themselves alive
I must die.

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