Never too late

©tenor
Alone
Under the moonlit sky
She stood
As the tides rose high
Tears dripped down her eyes
She took a step
To get away 
From all the lies.
She went 
Deep into the water
She could 
Still hear the laughter
Of all the people
Who betrayed her
And caused the disaster
To her dreams 
Which got slaughtered.
In the final moment
She heard a voice
It was giving her a choice
To cheer up and rejoice
It's never too late
Just be poise.
Tear filled smile
She took a step back
Determination that she once lacked
Was the reason 
For her drawback
It's never too late 
For a comeback.

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by ShankvoN

Untitled scribbles

Why would I care bout me
When there’s nothing to see
I’m just a grain in the Sand
A needle in the hay
I’m in the ocean of thoughts
And the motion of time
Though it hurts a lot
There’s a lot in my mind.

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by ShankvoN

Trapped

Ethereal her nature
She was the hunter
I was a creature
Lost all in the wager.
The mind and her heart
The poisonous dart
The love that i sought
Hurt me a lot.
Blinded by her beauty
Never felt guilty
Lost to the love
Oblivious to the cruelty.
Was happy for a moment
Heart got crushed
Nothing to heal, no ointment
The color of my life
Was been used as a pigment.
I’ll leave it all to fate
Disappointment up to date
It’s never to late
Wish to see the light
I wish to see the gate
Till i reach there
I’ll just sleep in a casket.

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by ShankvoN

Contemplating

Contemplating in the morning
Contemplating in the night
Thinking so far and hard
I’ve been losing my sight
The future seems so bleak
Lost hope for whom should I seek
For all the lies
That I speak
I’ve been losing my mind
I’m weak
The pain that I feel
No joy nor no zeal
Been thinking of making a deal
With the devil
Or the roulette wheel.

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by ShankvoN

Ink and sword

©gettyimages

When the ink and swords collide
It’s the battle between
Imagination and pride
Will the pen be cast aside
Or
Will it be the swordmaster’s last ride
Either way
In the poet’s world
The fairies would have cried
For the warriors
Who would’ve died.

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by ShankvoN

A beautiful soul

ctto
A virago she was,
A treasure was she,
Not only vivacious,
But an enigmatic beauty.
I found within,
Without even looking for it,
Serendipity indeed twas.

A riant she was,
Or was she a Nirvana,
Irenic her nature,
Galiant indeed, an Elysian,
Ethereal her beauty,
Happiness she brought,
A beautiful soul, Belle àme twas.

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by ShankvoN

High of the dreams

High off the dreams,
head going down,
kinda like here,
imaginary town.

No laws, no lies,
No violence, no guise,
The utopian dream,
where no dream dies.

Visions and nightmares,
Won’t leave him alone,
Through pain and sorrow,
He remains unknown.

High of the dreams,
head going down
Nightmares pursue,
Trapped and hellbound.

©shankvoN 2022

by ShankvoN

Long for this dream

I long for this dream,

As I long for that night,
To shower my soul,
With the radiant moonlight,
Snow under my feet,
Aurora over my head,
Makes for a heavenly sight.
My desires within me,
Continues to ignite,
I long for this dream,
As I long for the night.

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by ShankvoN

Horizon

As you see the first light of the day,
Gazing over the horizon,
Your vision’s starting to fade away,
As you stare in dismay,
The beautiful colors of the sky,
You feel an array of emotions,
Urging you to sway away,
Though your mind’s transfixed,
It’s implausible to runaway,
Thoughts rushing through your mind,
Leading you astray,
Even though you feel the pain,
Quiescent you stay.

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by ShankvoN