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Expression less

Passion less

By HoneyPublished 2 years ago 1 min read

What is my yearning? What is my desire?

What do I long for?

Nothing.

Isn’t that a little bizarre?

To be somewhere I need to know of the place

Or am I already there?

And have not realized it yet

What shall become of me if I don’t have nothing to live for

Wake up! Brush! Eat! Shower and sleep.

I don’t smile and I don’t weep

Sitting silently did a thorough sweep

Of my heart

Everything washed away I have nothing left to keep

Not even myself

No desire and the fire

To reach for the stars

Ohh! I do miss the wars

The ups and the downs

The smiles and the frowns

Now I am so expressionless

Now I am so passionless

Silence fills my heart the killer of my sleep

Neither do I smile nor do I weep

Stream of Consciousness

About the Creator

Honey

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