Heavenly messenger in Mask

She's made of words everybody can't comprehend,

Her brain is brimming with confusion, that she can't endure.

She is an ideal melody, Made out of the feelings one lies about,

She is a heavenly messenger in mask,

In this manner stands separated from the group.

Her heart is the residence of bitterness,

Her grin conveys the magnificence of her aggravation.

She stops , battling her interior tempest,

At the point when the world is soaked in downpour.

She is an ideal verse,

One requires seconds to cherish her,

Also, lifetime to comprehend,

Be that as it may, she is difficult to neglect,

As she leaves her engraving on broken spirits,

Very much like brilliant sand.

Past the Words

Past the words,lines,

The refrains and the rhyme,

There's significantly more in verse,

The mysterious that lies in the words,

Also, underneath the space between them,

That nobody might at any point see.

My considerations disentangle to shape rhyme,

The words feel like home,

Like you're following the ways that

You've won't ever be aware.

It's the butterflies in my stomach,

The uneasiness, distress , torment all that I composed,

That sing every one of the words

Gotten up to speed in my throat.

You can hear the voice of my spirit

Chiming in the lines,

While perusing the expressions , you can find

A piece of me that exists in the rhymes.

A piece of me

I need to let you know confidential,

I'm not who I've forever been,

I'm not a similar me any longer,

That the world has at any point seen.

I've voyaged every one of the universes,

Known the secrets of stars,

Estimated my direction to other planetary group,

That lies great many light a long time far.

You've been searching for me here meanwhile,

At the point when I was sparkling with the moon,

Riding on the falling stars,

What's more, chiming in the universe tune.

I've moved up and down the smooth way,

Sang bedtime songs that sent Sun to rest,

Also, took the insider facts it's been

Concealing in it's center profound.

I've seen cosmic systems shaping and

Falling into monstrous dark openings,

I'm a piece of universe,

Living as human to revive the mysteries I took.

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Kelvin Dechi

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