The Master of Descriptions

My eyes hurt
It hurts so bad
For I can’t see myself falling in the Aura of serene
For I seem to be trapped in an inauspicious vacuum
Where nothing not less than a silhouette exists
Where not a slightly lit light emanates
It’s life
Sometimes you just don’t see
Disdain is what you feel
Whence searching for something so profound
Hope is what I seek!!!

©Heart_Art_Poetics


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