Daizy

It's finally night....
The time when me & my soul
Finds it's harmony
The time
When the feeling gets
The shape of words,
The time,
When soul & moon
Get in a relation
Sharing comfort to
Eachother....
It's the time
I let myself
Introspect me,
The melody of
Cold breezy winds
Hairs floating in the air,
Touching my soul
With a pure touch
It's the time
I know myself
It's the time
When I drown
Myself in the
In the depths of
My soul

Who's he??
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"Who's he?" they whisper low,
A stranger's face, a mystery to know.

His eyes hold secrets, his smile a test,
A heart that's guarded, a soul that's blessed.

His story's untold, his path unclear,
A journey unfolding, year by year.

"Who's he?" they wonder, night and day,
A question echoing, until he finds his way.

"floating on my own thoughts "