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my tarnished ghost
My soul dwells unmoored over the sea
For it is a barque where the current subsides;
From the shallows of the saltings,
It endeavours to reach the flowing fleets.
The Sun carves the monochrome shadow of my periphery,
But fails to dawn upon the shades of gray within me
For I fear the comfort of my tarnished ghost
Will remain unbeknownst to revelling souls.
© Netra.
a poem for the souls who don’t fit in. The 1st stanza describes their effort to do so and the 2nd one provides insight to the feeling.
For it is a barque where the current subsides;
From the shallows of the saltings,
It endeavours to reach the flowing fleets.
The Sun carves the monochrome shadow of my periphery,
But fails to dawn upon the shades of gray within me
For I fear the comfort of my tarnished ghost
Will remain unbeknownst to revelling souls.
© Netra.
a poem for the souls who don’t fit in. The 1st stanza describes their effort to do so and the 2nd one provides insight to the feeling.
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