Thu, 06/27/2013 - 05:58 -- mnair5

The sweet serene

a comfortable silence

I recognize

and think

of tomorrows and forevers


A loneliness welcomed

A hug for myself

A different time

would not be like so

For what do I miss when I am asleep?

The world, time, life

all pass by stealthily



before you know it,

you are here

at this moment

so long, but fleeting.


Where everything is beautiful

and evil is asleep.

Asleep like my sadness and internal wars

Asleep like I should be,

I would be,

if not for

Such sweet serene


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