FEATHERLESS BIRD
Again this tune has begun to play, Seducing beautifully in a Disturbing way.
A journey in light has lost it’s way,
A dice of an unending game has been rolled over again.
As cage of perception refuses to break,a Feather less bird looks up in Pain.
With the passage of time, colors might have changed, but the shades which surrendered to salvation shines bright on the soul again.
An anguish desire looks up in space, in shattering cloud sees the reflections of its Face.
Again this tune has begun to play, Seducing beautifully in a Disturbing way.
What he thought had left him, was always there.
What he thought was over, never begun.
Tears have rolled down, heart has burned, with countless emotions in head, smile of hope remains unsung.
It start, it ends, it ends, it start….What starts must end, but it only ends to start all over again…
Again this tune has begun to play, Seducing beautifully in a Disturbing way.
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