Old BreadA Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey about being Jaded The sunrise holds no more mystery Sunsets bring no more awe Each twinkling star sings no melody Old moon tells no more tales I have hit the wall Nothing more to see Just the long hallway of jade Without lights Without destination Meaningless Occupation Is this the place where all roads lead? Did I miss the mark? Take the wrong turn? Angered the great Cosmic deity? At this peculiar moment, second Stale am I © 2013 Abdul Batin Osman BeyAuthor's Note
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Added on July 13, 2013 Last Updated on July 13, 2013 Tags: bored, depression, mystery, melody, tales, jade, meaningless, destination, occupation, cosmic, deity, stale Author
Abdul Batin Osman BeyCambridge, MAAboutIt is said that if Johnny Thunders and Janis Joplin were to have a child then have him to be raised by the unwanted aspects of Society while having him schooled in Timbuktu that person would be me. I.. more..Writing
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