Every other minute passes by

Watching the light fade away

Going down somewhere

Into it’s own abyss

And you walk along looking for it

You walk

Watching all the latent cries

Crying together, resonating each other,

You go pleasantly following the music

Deeper into silenced streets

Not knowing where it goes

But following just one thought,

A memory! A song!

All you see is deep blue sea

And you swimming into in,

Following the fading light and the cries

Following the memories,

Nobody knows the real purpose

As it is unclear to you too

Nonetheless, walking into it

Relying on Nothing

But the memories, the songs and the cries

In a moment you realise

Your life is but just a memory

You live in a memory,

You ponder upon a memory

And maybe you’ll die in a memory too

But death is nowhere,

All there is is the neverending abyss.

Meanwhile an imposture wakes up

With all the tweeting and banging the spirited songs

Veiling all the popped up smiles and happiness.

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Hey! Check out the song.

The song automatically comes to mind while I publish this poem, mostly because of its spellbinding music. Though the theme of the song is unique and it does not has any direct link to the poem at all.

More like a stream of consciousness. 😉

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