The Dirt that Reigns in the Darkness


Dark as night, mystical to the eye

Fragments of dust and dirts scattered around it surface

Reminds me of the lonely hours of night

Where all that captivates the sober eyes is nothingness,

Wrapped in thoughts that haunts the mind

As does our bodies with the ghosts that lurk in the dark,

Craving the attention of lonely men

It’s strangely beautiful, without color, and alluring like my dreams

Yet, the longer the gaze, the slow realization that we are trapped

By an interpretation that only goes beyond our dull lives.


By Daniella D.




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