Soliloquy
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khajaThe Last Window
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Soliloquy

by khaja

The world will give you pain

Come on, let us console our hearts again.

Thinking about those who mattered

When in need, a passerby, a stranger may come again. The impressions of dark circles beneath his eyes, Is a tale of waiting for those who were not to be seen again.

He had made his move and sighed

But the game of chess is spread again. The connect is lost, and so is the body; The restless soul is captured in chains again

Fluttering in agony in the hope to free itself

Have hurt itself, and may not repair again. The cage has become his desire, Through which he could see, only a longing again.

Listening to his soliloquy, a friend asked,

It is still an alien feeling, lest we express again.

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a year agoReply
@bernardtwindwil Thank you.

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Excellent poem. You have written with technical excellence. This was a beautiful expression of thought. This​ was deeply evocative.