Daydream
I reach upon a point of no return,
Broken beyond fix.
Shattered up like a million pieces,
And each one open a new scar,
One after another,
Heavy storm and raging grief,
Every new wound create new me,
Like every drop of blood,
Bring within itself a newborn strength,
Just the way a smile following a wreck of sob,
Quite as the rainbow accompanying the whisper of mist,
Never empowering,
Always giving the others chance to exist,
I always thought,
That utmost beauty come after the greatest pain,
Reliving nightmare in countless hours of darkness,
Just so I can paint dreams in dazzling daylight.
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Sunset Sky
PoetryI used to believe that magic never existed. But, overtime, more often i find myself speechless, beyond words and thrilled of what life got to offer. Surpassing the realm of imagination, again life just proves that it is not build of straight lines...
