When I look at you
I see two deep seas of lies
When before your eyes
Are moonbeams in the dark
And when you open your mouth
My ears can only grasp
All the broken promises
You uttered in the past
We were a gorgeous mess
Of deceit and naivete
But now my eyes are rid of dust
And I see a void instead of stars
“We were a gorgeous mess” I can relate to this line 🙂
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Hi, Nicole. Thanks for dropping by. 🙂
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Exploding the reality and clears the path.Great and powerful poem.Jalal
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Thank you, Jalal. It’s nice to hear from you again. 🙂
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The feeling is mutual.Have a wonderful weekend.
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You too! 🙂
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So nice.
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Thank you, Diklash. ❤
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Welcome.
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But now my eyes are rid of dust – oh when will these dust from my eyes fall off… 😦
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Oh, time will come. You alone have the key. All the best to you. 🙂
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cheers!
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Reblogged this on Ancien Hippie.
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