Hollow Eyes

Once oasis, now a dried barren place,
deride of life,
and the eerie had melodies laden with wraith lullabies,
subtle and obscure,
screaming in silence on the ruins of once existing life,
now demons lurked in the wilderness,
beaconing the specters caged in dungeons,
beneath the lenses of the hollow eyes

Copyright Β© Shantanu Baruah

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  1. The degree of passion in this is something beyond my imagination. It’s so fervent, but at the same time so eloquently expressed.
    The oasis might have turned into a barren place but the intensity you poured in it, turned into some vigorous waves. πŸ™‚
    Loved it! 😊

    Liked by 3 people

  2. I read it and liked it and then read it again because then I realize it was missing something: the highlights. Anyways, beautifully written as always.

    Liked by 1 person

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