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Isolation
(By: Khaled Elasmar
Poet at Bankstown poetry slam).
My heart is a blue planet,
Adorned by icy Mountains,
A pale light,
Shadows of past lives,
Circles sround the frozen glacial lakes.
While the blizzard whirlwind blasts my empty glassy castle.
My heart is a blue planet,
walking the expanse of white and blue, listening to the crystal rings of this faraway planet, crashing like waves in my ears, echoing voices I have loved and lost.
My heart is a blue planet,
Waiting for a missed signal to reach its shores; waiting for the sun to be warmer and brighter.
My heart is a blue planet,
And a million years of isolation separates our path, a million unsaid word, a million testimony of adoration waiting to be fulfilled through a glass darkly.
My heart is a dark blue planet waiting for salvation and a rescue mission to stop its bleeding soul from surrendering to isolation.
(By: Khaled Elasmar
Poet at Bankstown poetry slam).
My heart is a blue planet,
Adorned by icy Mountains,
A pale light,
Shadows of past lives,
Circles sround the frozen glacial lakes.
While the blizzard whirlwind blasts my empty glassy castle.
My heart is a blue planet,
walking the expanse of white and blue, listening to the crystal rings of this faraway planet, crashing like waves in my ears, echoing voices I have loved and lost.
My heart is a blue planet,
Waiting for a missed signal to reach its shores; waiting for the sun to be warmer and brighter.
My heart is a blue planet,
And a million years of isolation separates our path, a million unsaid word, a million testimony of adoration waiting to be fulfilled through a glass darkly.
My heart is a dark blue planet waiting for salvation and a rescue mission to stop its bleeding soul from surrendering to isolation.