Randomness

I feel alive even though it’s all dead,

         Like thoughts streaming from a zombie’s head.

I am a star without skies,

                      I cry without tears,

Cause once I was captivated by those black eyes,

       But I still have fears

Of what may befall.

              After all these days of careless infinity-

It’s like I have fallen in a stream

    That runs through the mountains of dreams;

                             It’s like I have fallen in love,

   Even when I am not living.

I am that lake of monster-

You see in your dreams.

I am your flake of snow,

That only drips from your draping hair:

In a summer sun-

It melts on touching you.

 

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About Zeeshan

We are the twinkle in the eyes of oblivion.

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