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A Poem by apocalypse

Almost an era now
And you haven't slept
Haunted by your bereaved dream
Awake you lay.. string into a vacant road

The road prohibited
About which you ventured for your wonder
The road to "The end"
That lies there yonder

You haven't since lived
The moment 'it' happened
The tide that washed it all out
The flame you burnt within

It's been almost an era now
And you haven't slept
Terror-struck at the "happening"
Lashing back with a brand new sting

Slayed by destiny
Got no mourners
You lay there with questions
Dare not seek any answers

For the truth would hurt
Kill.. in your case
But that shouldn't matter
your soul already lost its chaste..

In that bargain against life
Just listless vitality
Humored by deathly solitude
A distant wonder at nothingness

For that's what's left of you..

© 2009 apocalypse


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Wow! This is quite the writre here. I like this has truth and emotion in this.
I can really feel this write.

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apocalypse
apocalypse

jammu, India



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Haven't exactly figured out the "What i am" aspect of me. Self-introspection doesn't happen to be one my best talents. I am intrigued by the morose nuances of life, but that doesn't make me any less.. more..

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A Poem by apocalypse