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sashahaq
saniul haque
United States, TX, irving

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FAlling down the way UP

In between my magnetic moments even though I don't know how long can a moment be. There is something about those dying daylights and holy arrival of the dusk. Facing the opposite way from where the eastern wind blew from, and now the night approached. I could smell darkness and it swallowed me till my existence was just a shadow, or the voice of the unkown that shouted out nothing but echoes. Undesirably bright now and I set off for my loneliest flight. I stared right Through that shadow where I happened to lose mine. MY shadow just escaped and I swallowed my own tongue. mY soul took off and my mind photosynthesized its thoughts and evaporated its memories. Like a yeast I rose from the east, turning corners of tomorrow sliding pass the yesterdays , dream that shone endlessly today like distant hopes'¦like the shiny unfaithful blade of a knife and like the moment that claims to be a day'¦.A word that claims to be silent and a whisper that claims to to be a soundless wave'¦A reality that claimed to watch to dream and a hope that promised to betray destiny .

The clouds cried and the tears of rain smiling on every corners I crossed. It seemed like the evening sky had been murdered. Thousands of silky clouds painted in red floated aimlessly- why was that silence over-ruling and filling my space of fear. MY own shadow now reflected everywhere-it was wet and cold- like the stone of an ancient grave My body felt cold'¦my existence now a moving object(reality) in an Ever Paused universe. The eyes that witnessed so many dreams and few realities and under this skin hid the diseases of sin . Pyramid of thoughts and mummified desires and hopes bottomless like the niLe'¦..Now I swam towards the west but the tide pulled me behind. Betrayal , hatred and the world now a den and with lights out, one could become a crowd. The branches secured its positions and I Will now Kill My needs because need is always the indicator of A change'¦.which I cant afford to posses

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