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When time was right When earth was damp When I walked When she was queen When it was time to meet the creator I was still, and time flew It was like a harsh winter wind When I cared to see When it was brilliant light She went to kill I was dead in her wake When she was queen I was still and time flew It was like a harsh winter wind I loved messed locks I loved the earthy essence She smelled of dust I had drank for a life When she was queen She killed as it was wanted I was still and time flew It was like a harsh winter wind I am suspended in time Dead in her wake...

And he falls to the ground again Lets out a cry of frustration and pain As sharp rocks graze against his face. Looks into a nearby puddle; formed by the falling rain There was a new bloody gash among the many scars A portrait of his adolescent wars. Just then, a mocking thunder roars And the venomous rain of insults continues to pour He wants to hide, but there is no shelter The words wear him away, make him think he does not matter He tries to run, but he can only stagger For there is a heavy weight, of responsibilities and expectations, on his shoulder. The stinging rain continues to tear him apart Like thorns being jammed into his heart He can feel his self-worth slowly burn As he continues to traverse the mountain he is on. It is dark, he can barely see The peak of the mountain clouded with uncertainty. Suddenly, he comes to a stop as he realizes The path he is following has now turned into a climb. He stands there and lets the rage build inside He wants to giv

Friends, I'm pleased to announce that Shadow of your Lust is officially out on Amazon Kindle for only $0.99! ( Shadow of your Lust ) Don't forget to check out the link posted under the cover image above. Most importantly, I'd like to thank all the readers of our blog for giving me the necessary motivation to finally self-publish my sophomore poetry collection. Happy reading, Nisar Masoom.