The Plight of a Pathfinder!

As time passes the night away,
I realize to repair the shattered pieces,
Written upon the wind,
But for the curse of black rays,
Beneath the mighty silent roar.
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Cobwebs of thoughts pour upon my soul!

For the demi-god inside me,
Who would demand,
That I inside me speak,
And the future listens,
As certain sounds have its own tempo!
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The past has been unkind to heroes!

The palm tops gathered the heat of waves,
And the tide pools infested,
The soul is colored in shades of
Pink, white, red and black
And the strange eyes blinked...and missed
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Beauty did not believe and beast did not care.

Winds started spreading the tales
Which could never be heard
The aura caressed the voice of enigma,
Bodies poured from the shadows of the cliffs,
And the titanic was found in motion
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Lost souls stuck within the middle of Heaven and hell.


Black, fluttering clouds await,
Before the striking of the storm
And I am my own receiver,
I am my own retriever,
I am becoming my vital mass
I am a token of my own substitution…..
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I consumed myself in the dream of my reality.