"Cry"
How many nights pass without sleep?
I remain in the void without blinking.
The fair is sitting beyond the clouds,
The sails of the boat of life are hoisted.
In the middle of the night, the mind is imprisoned in solitude,
Every moment it pierces the darkness.
The dazzling glimmer of an unknown light,
The eyes, tired of a worn-out dream, remain unblinking.
The mind is captivated by the unexpected and terrifying beauty,
the terrifying solitude.
The sound of exhilarating, fearless conviction,
the slow, discouraged movement in the presence.
Darkness spreads along the way,
Sleepless crows, the howling of dogs.
A frightened brain,
A living corpse confined to four walls,
The disembodied end of the physical soul.
🖊️_Jr. Majah
14 July 2021
03:35 PM
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Jr. Majah
Jr. Majah is a dynamic story writer, blending urban street art with vivid prose. He is passionate about youth literacy, he hosts workshops and is crafting his first novel, set for release next year.
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