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Flashes of Oblivion

Writer's picture: Robert Emmanuel DyRobert Emmanuel Dy

The chilling breeze that welcomed me gently,


while mellow melodies repeated in my ear.


The sight of a dim crescent moon


that stabbed my eye,


Not with its light,


but with its alluring view.


Crossing these streets,


I saw houses with doors closed.


I wandered more thoughts


while falling into alienation,


In awe of the mere existence


I once took for granted.


I want to be in this moment. Eternally.


But I can't. I could never.


The melodies stopped,


The thoughts faded.


Now I hear chatters of familiar voices.


I am back to where I was,


Something held me back.


Something part of me- human.

A full moon in the lake with trees
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