Love
the light
at the end,
warm shades
of a twilight,
evanescent
ethereal.
Journey of life,
looking for love
to be whole,
for the missing
part of you.
But
at the end
just darkness
every soul
is alone
love a
deceit.
Empty promises
born dead
eternity belongs
to no living soul
but the
nobodies.
(October 2021)
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Abisso
Poetry"Sinking in the ocean of tears and sorrow" The soul, a painting of shades and emotions, fleeting and evanescent. So complex understanding every fragmented side of it, and like autumn leaves, who we are, slowly vanishes away. The only memory left of...
