Submissions by shahid (dark_explorer)

System of masses, so distorted they wander away,
               Like mourning of the setting sun beyond a wonderful hay.
Sober tune when echoes beneath the purple road,
           The man bends his knees to fill his material face.
So desperate for the chaos is he in his own chaotic way,            
         The distortion of nature it is he considers a beautiful charade.
Perpetual burning skies hover so magnificently ahead,
                          A momentary walk it is in the arms of the dying day.
Shallow waves of unknown texture defines it all,
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