Living Dreams

by Hussein   May 16, 2013


Emotionless noise is all I hear.
Lies and deceit is all I see.
Anger sweeping through my skin answering veins with a spiritual key.
Living dreams seldom done.
Who would have known the beautiful moon turned to an unconvinced sun?
It was easy for everyone to agree without a word but I am now free.
Yin and yang is unaffected;
I shall be bothered no more and perfect it.

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