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Lost

Writing Articles is my dream.I have been writing for many years. but I think working on this site would be better.

A devious compulsion pulls away,

From you, a stranded, bewildered, me.
Standing among the deserted, confused lands;
I have none to call but thee.

As a flash that fills in,
A dark, gloomy night sky,
You realise not but that is
How you twinkle in me mind's eye.

It is only for I to swirl, be-told,
Of my death by a hand of yours.
An ecstasy like this, I had only seen,
On a drunkard's face as the wine pours.

The moment has come,
Victory for me but at what cost!
I will finally witness thee before me!!
All is but not- lost.

i-lost-my-self

© 2021 Osman Ghazi

Comments

Osman Ghazi (author) on January 07, 2021:

Hy Brenda what you were saying i cann't understand because I was engaged in 10 hours journey

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on January 06, 2021:

Osman,

How sad to have the victory, but now not be there to share in it.