silent-opinions

when the world looks grey
and yourself playing a prey
no matter how hard you pray
the sighs are what that paid

and when the life becomes dull
and as empty as your skull
and waiting to be culled
life is a thing you cannot live without

the beam of hope hides
beneath the eyes of the spies
mourning for the brain of the wise
in front of the darkening sky

 

 

Written on 17 October 2014

 

 

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