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The Unsung.

Feb 17, 2023
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By Yusuf-livelovelifeagain.


Just between the curtains

of my clenched heart,

crumpled shades of grey emerge.

I lay barren holding my own truth,

feeding seeds of granular hope!


My eyes see beneath my own self,

caring little about what's outside.

It opens to a world of possibilities,

but ignores its mere presence.


The beats have no meaning at all,

but they are in a wait to find,

the unsung melodies of yore,

the unsung memories to fill up

my clenched heart with love!


It yearns now to find that

magical love again,

once again my granular hope

gains its strength,

to rise towards that distant faith,

glittering with its own glory,

shining in its own glow.


Let this unsung song once again

fill my heart with immense love.

Let this unsung hope,

shine again in its own glow!


By Yusuf-livelovelifeagain.


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