The 3 Loose Strings

In thousand lashes, the pearl of the sea peeking,To the never ending shores, wishing to remember,The every single footstep washed away, becauseAlone it sleeps, eyes forever trapped below

In thousand lashes, the pearl of the sea peeking,

To the never ending shores, wishing to remember,

The every single footstep washed away, because

Alone it sleeps, eyes forever trapped below the blue sea.

 

In thousand miles, the leaves fall from the autumn sky,

Making the avenue a heaven below the stars, and waiting,

To hold on to the footprints, a privilege earned to death,

And a freedom lost, to see the blooming flowers once again.

 

In thousand raindrops, the sand burning in tears, away from the lips,

A life lived among the splashes, once more it was a stare into the eyes,

Once more the shadows drenched, once more, daylight was trapped,

When the rain pierced the sea into million pieces.

 

In thousand hymns, the eternal silence couldn’t calm down,

Feeding the sight afraid of being alive, and letting the crossroads,

To bloom into shackles, holding back the only red pearl to dream,

The greyed leaves to rust and, the disguised raindrops to get lost.

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