Restless is thy soul,
Visionless is thy goal.
Like an ever blazing furnace,
Melting every form of respite in thee.
Voidless is thy thoughts,
Clouded with the dew of bemusion.
Restlessly hunting for peace.
Submerged by thy own caprice.
Restless wind come into,
The restless soul.
Of a restless human.
And quench the taste for serenity!
A Taste For Respite
Grtest Writes
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