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RE: Antares eve

in #poetry6 years ago

the heart emanates no warmth today
as the world pushed me in a deep abyss of apathy
once in my childhood i asked oh deAR apathy??
where is my beloved and where my love resides
an echo came from deep down the mountains
a place where there is no apathy
a place where the warmth of love can melt the blazing sun
a place where the cold mountains melt with the songs of love
oh beloved love speak to me the songs of love
for i can't tolerate the rhymes of apathy