Category : Poems

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Alone in my loneliness,

 I began to hate this messy world.

 Some come while others leave, 

While I got used to being alone. 
The fun has come to an end, 

The pain climbs on me.

My tired eyes wait to sleep,

 The night is the dream I forget to live.
  Alone in my room, 

The music still animates me,

 When the pain becomes a muse

 And the muse becomes a failure.
It is not the first time, 

It will not be the last, 

When my thoughts 

Become difficult to handle,

 When my mouth 

Has blocked the words.