Emptiness Of Desire
© Surazeus
2018 10 14
We write our memories on leaves of hope
that flutter whispering on the wind of time
and float away on silent stream of death,
preserved by our emptiness of desire.
Obliterated by our faith in passion
that spirals gushing from our aching hearts,
we walk together on the silent way,
consumed by our emptiness of desire.
We sit together in the ring of eyes,
exchanging concepts through ethereal words
which blow away in smoke of flashing thoughts,
revealed by our emptiness of desire.
Tessellated by our excessive trust,
we must explore the contours of despair
mapped by the slow tabescence of our souls
expressed by our emptiness of desire.
© Surazeus
2018 10 14
We write our memories on leaves of hope
that flutter whispering on the wind of time
and float away on silent stream of death,
preserved by our emptiness of desire.
Obliterated by our faith in passion
that spirals gushing from our aching hearts,
we walk together on the silent way,
consumed by our emptiness of desire.
We sit together in the ring of eyes,
exchanging concepts through ethereal words
which blow away in smoke of flashing thoughts,
revealed by our emptiness of desire.
Tessellated by our excessive trust,
we must explore the contours of despair
mapped by the slow tabescence of our souls
expressed by our emptiness of desire.
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