Tuesday, April 3, 2012

The midnight psyche

this ,never ending road
where no one walks
deserted even by night
the icy winds moans and cries
through this lonely space.

Nameless terrors of unknown worlds
I walk a life time.
My feet,heavy with fatigue
yet light in flight
darkness chases me.
I fight an unseen shedow.
my heart tolls aloud
Dealt knell
Can no one hear it ??

Fear has many faces.
it even changes its voice
I sit on a cold stone.
It turns to quicksand.
I fall to another landscape.

Hope has no texture here.
Myself no name.
Ahead the same road streaches menancingly
I just Could not escape.

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