Best Poems Written by Thabshy Nadir

Through Woods

The blue moon is on the rise,
Night is about black
But there are sparkles and
Trails left behind;
It is full of dreams

I am of scars
I am pale
I am of chemicals 
"Caged and crushed "
Wearing a Crown Of Baldness
Predictions were of
Absolute certainty 
But echoes in my ears
As mere clamours 

No more stares and tears
It toppled me in agony

The snowfall commences
Christmas is at my doorstep
 And I am to  celebrate with wines.

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