killing pain

A Poem by seath

Could it be?

Time is an arrow----

Cutting through my marrow

Splitting up all sorrow"

How do you do?

I see you...

I dreamt of strolling in a velvety iridescent meadow.

Shall we be?

A mile’s earshot?

A wile to a selfless hand"

I darted past a lot

Empty whilst

This heart.

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Added on February 21, 2013
Last Updated on February 21, 2013

these verses i --- had (carved for),and craved for expression... i owe it to the idealism which is possessed by my consciousness more..

Acquiescence

Tranquility