Stars inside my Eyes

Framed Mirror

So may be it's that sacred test
For one must burn to shine and rest
To the winds and the rains that did their best
that kept sailing in the broken nest

Candles do burn to the wandering shapes
through dust and corners of empty lanes
inkless pages and broken chains
reading stars inside my eyes in vain!

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Poetic is the word for this poem a fave.

  • RSM0812

    Lots of great imagry in this poem. Well done.

  • Poetic Licence

    A very beautiful poetic write, enjoyed the read

  • NafisaSB

    yes one must burn, before getting the well deserved rest



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