Phantom of Confusion
Phantom of confusions.
Was it a dream? I wonder.
Ashes in wind
Parched throat, dry lips
Left me in a dismay,
I couldn't deny.
A little while more, I stared
My reflections in the river is fear
Would you come? I heard
No living soul in sight
Ripples echoed again
Would you come?
I want to ask, where?
But said, no!
Denial was pushing
Thoughts lingered with residues
Resembling phantom of confusion
Stepping back, I listened to
What I'm not saying
No apparitions breath can reach me
A dream it is,more like an illusion
Cause I'm real they're not.
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