Tuesday, 25 December 2012


Evasive with agressive calm,
Trembling with every passive motion inside,
delving deep into what is me?
A spirit with nurture to God in Me
I could not bring myself to dry out,
with pleasing eyes,
nothing attached,
Only the centre,
What is it?
washing away the stealthy,
healing my pride,
No one,no more?
The Void

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