Last Page To Get Lost

Pale morn smiled with rain and wet grass
First day of summer, eternal days for withered nights
Tangled road goes ahead calling back to the stars

Raindrops knocking at my window
Pipes writing a story
Fleeting memory back to the land
Of faded dawn and ever sundown
Takes me again bringing again to the edge
The last page where I got lost

See the lines, read them wrong to find
Once hidden truth, a smile of magic night
Redeem me again into verses of lost times

Undreamed veil over the mountains
Cascading tears covered snow carpets with silver glow
Long long sleepless nights never gone
Everlasting shadow beyond a touch of skyrim
Where daybreak turns into a sundown dream

Unveiled fantasies are always real
Deep inside they haunt you every dream

Raindrops knocking at my window
Pipes writing a story
Fleeting memory back to the land
Of faded dawn and ever sundown
Takes me again bringing again to the edge
The last page where I got lost

Untouched, unseen
A dawn paints a dream
Called, faded
Two souls of stories related
Unbound, entwined
Dreamer’s heart lost its mind

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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