Plight

stars are blazing bright
darkness stays through the night
heart carries spreading plight
mind has death clear in sight
through void through fading light
crumbles of losing endless fight

shades of grey and black
there is no escape and way back
emptiness keeps sorrow so dear
shattering soul scatters into dust
through void through fading light
traces of suffering in blood

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Art Of Broken Heart

Framed canvas of broken heart
Tears of endless grief in darkness
Paints and brushes made scars
The still silhouette never seen far

Eyes of admirer from a distance
Loneliness revised the history
Lines and dots , tangles and knots
When it is you , I can forget not

Resemblance in moonlight
Lingering words bring delight
Pictures of hope and wish
A broken heart turns into art

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One Step Closer

remember the night it happened

sentiment of enchanting scent

glasses clung and heart rang

one step closer had me fast alert

in your eyes i had my soul drowning

alluring smile , there you begged

remember the night it happened

sentiment of sweet tragedy

romance and separation in synchrony

one step closer had me distant

in my eyes i had you embraced

one breath , unapologetic hijack

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Final Day

little hands reach upon the sky

clouds pass by and eyes sparkle

strong wind blows and wounds burn

if i cry would anyone run to my way

daytime walk is too lonely

nighttime keeps me awake

time passes as memory reflects

vent out won't make vain goes away

i know the devil is on my shoulder

and the angel never pat my back

life goes around and heart breaks again

but death has final day still far away

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Midnight Roleplay

chains on my weak limbs

pins in my thin bones

here is midnight roleplay

the open eyes nightmare

it echoes in my head again

death is better than this

old tape has flashback rolling

tragedy and trauma on recap

here is midnight roleplay

burning pain in my chest

beastly demon in my mind

won't death be better than this ?

endless guilt and undying grief

spare no mercy on last mistakes

cry can't wash away a thing

tears are like drips of cyanide

this is my midnight roleplay

death must be better than this

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