BLINDNESS OF MY DREAM
As far as I could remember
It was the last lonely night of red September
Whispering thoughts, Vision unclear,
Just like a crazy, dark dream
That a blind man would always remember.
Crazy, to you it may seem
Just like death an unknown fear
Reaching places but still not there
Shapeless colors deceived my liquid eyes
Visions in black , now the light in me slowly dies.
Memories decided to be pain in disguise
Darkness grew darker, even before I realized
Instances were longer than moments,
A curse that never forget to torment
And My mind numbed with pregnant thoughts
Somewhere in between my soul it rots
Sorrows moved faster than escaping emptiness
Grabbed by an unwanted loneliness
A dream so vast, a dream so real
A dream in which a dark reality exists
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