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Twisha Ray

Abstract Classics Inspirational


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Twisha Ray

Abstract Classics Inspirational


Sky is not limit always

Sky is not limit always

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Oh, the angel butterfly

Don't lose hope it spread wings.

Come to me in the night;

I could care less,

For a caress,

By your wings, blow your kiss;


Flutter free and flutter far,

Your freedom seems to flicker in the dark;

The firefly's beauty seemed dull,

His light bear a light null,

Of your clamoring beauty by far;


Cast me down your silver dust,

I am but an innocent man of dusk;

To relish the elegance of your wings,

And feel the life that it brings,

By a hand, I'd make a touching fling;


Your unforgettable visit,

Of tonight's endless transit;

Brought doors to open,

Beauty to undyingly blossom,

Beauty afloating shall singly be deepened;


The night's unending beacon,

Shall let me fall into your sea;

Swimming into your sea free,

Of butterfly strokes made with glee,

And into an ocean pure of reverie

I twist and turn upon the wind.

A surfer of all the skies

My age is old, my body worn

but my brain is sharp and wise

Too long, I've journeyed down life's path

Looked down on the changing Earth

The good and bad, I've felt it all

From wrath to sardonic mirth


I've come to realise, its for naught

All are born, then have to die

This pageantry, that plays on.

Begs the eternal question - Why


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