A float on the wings of emptiness
To the abandoned shore of stillness
Darkness widen its arms with terror
To welcome the unrest of shadows
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I don't claim I understood this poem well. Yet, it did seize my attention with the sheer strength of presentation. May I say that you are drawing a picture of our current gruesome scenario with poetic strokes of your colourful brush and at the end hoping that goodness will blossom from some randomness, like life perhaps originated on our globe in the long lost past?
a lonely walk to peace To reach the shore of peace and love From the thunder of war and hatred
An intense write about the apprehension of the gloom days and the darkness being cast all over. Still let's hope the bright rays will winking piercing this fearful dark over the earth.