Pale Touch

“Last toll of bell risen above the ocean depth.

Lost souls torn beyond the end, rotten in their grave.
Forgotten bound beneath the cursed deadline
Where we are all lost, we are out of time.
Silence took the breath of me, now soul rests in peace
And heart dreams to beat again, once a thousand years.
End of story. Save me.”
Lost fairytales are gone
With rhymes forlorn 
Where is my home now, where is my life?
Why has the sense become so cold?
My path is lost between the chapters one and two
Eyes longing to endless ocean blue
Forgotten pages of universe are told
I’m but a poisoned dart in this fake world
Fire is frozen, all mirrors are broken
Dark door left half-open
Gardens once breathing with life are now lonesome
One road, one path bringing us to the Heaven’s door
Welcome back to this white pure shore
I’ve been waiting for so long
Save your heart, find your shore
Don’t try to save them all
They are dead and torn
Pray for your own soul
Search for beauty while it’s ungone
In the dreams neverending I feel a touch of truth
Till the end I will always love you
Save this story deep in heart
Remember the eyes of mine
And feel once my love…

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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