Poetry

The Untitled Verse

Among lost pages and dark notes,

There is an alit place,

That only the mind knows.

What stalks by? An unknown roar?

Is it freedom, is it love ?

For now, who knows anymore .

A passed day, a deep sigh,

But, still there is an alit place somewhere.

And alas again, only the heart knows why?

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