Midnight Broke 

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A Poet's Journey

Midnight, and the whispers beginwhirling stars leading to forgotten terrain

moonlight clouding paths unseen

sailors swept silently under waves therein.
Lullabies sung

Sirens caressing souls

seducing minds…young and old

midnight befell, cruising unsung lands.
Midnight broken, eclipsed moon.

Tides drowning

anguished sorrows borrowed

raising apparitions with quiet resolve.

Midnight spoke on death shedding ears…

Midnight spoke,

not one soul heard..
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~ Copyright ©yikici. 2016-infinity

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