The debris of a dream lies scattered,
buried beneath an unlived life;
The doors of death left ajar,
we live condemned to heaven:
The silence here is wounded,
and humanity has deceased;
Beliefs have fossilized,
shadow of the grave is immortal;
The darkness of truth here,
shrouds a destitute hope;
In the haunted night,
drowned lies my beautiful vale
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About Me
- Walk of Destiny
- Everyday i make a discovery about myself, about people and about life in general..it is this element of surprise that makes life less boring...an unending urge to delve deeper about the existence keeps me going..it also makes me melancholic sometimes (some of my friends say so)...i am here to explore life...
2 comments:
"we live condemned to heaven...In the haunted night
drowned lies my beautiful vale" ...beautiful lines, beautiful imagery..
Thanks Archie..Would love to hear and know more about you!
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