Random Fantasy

Two shoelaces
One long, one short
Starless terraces,
Addresses and post cards
The sky, the night
The darkness, the light
It is here that I stand
Converting, diverging
Into a faraway land

The moon, the stars,
All look bright,
Here comes the midnight,
A farway land,
A far fetched dream,
Nobody to hear,
A muted scream
The deads are deaf,
The grave shadowed and clean


When His Highness, Bharath finally finds time for me and the collaboration.

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  1. Shehzadi Cheen ke paas hum jaise aam janta ke liye time nahi 🥺

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Shezade Chinna ke pass nahi time hum gareeb logo ke liye🥺

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      1. Ab ye kya tha fir???

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      2. Sheereen says:

        Aapke comment ka jawab🥺

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      3. Sheereen says:

        Thenks🙈

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  2. Nights are indeed lonely and scarily beautiful. 😂❤️

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Hahhaa! Thanks❤

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      1. Here, nights are nothing but a city of humidity. XD

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      2. Sheereen says:

        Hahahaha! Same here!🤣

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      3. You know, I feel so relieved now…. : )

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  3. A muted scream, Wowwwww.

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Thank you so much❤🙈

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      1. I heard from Bharath that second Stanza was your idea. You did a great job there. I absolutely loved it❤️

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      2. Sheereen says:

        Thank you so much! Your comment made me smile😁❤

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  4. Megha says:

    Last line wow

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  5. HappySoul says:

    There’s more of darkness here for a lightening bug 😄😄beautiful writing you both ..

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Thank you so much Ru! The effect of His Highness, you see🙈🙈

      Look look whose here😃😃

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      1. HappySoul says:

        I read your posts Zi … middle of work .. I forget to comment n I lose the page ☹️

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      2. Sheereen says:

        Hahaha! It’s fine Ru! How’s work?

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      3. HappySoul says:

        It’s gooood … feeling like I’m settled a bit. Not all terms are new to me … this June it will be an year Zi , times just flying

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      4. Sheereen says:

        That’s so cool! Wow! Congratulations!❤

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      5. HappySoul says:

        😂! How are you Zi how’s nightshift

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      6. Sheereen says:

        I am good…nightshift not there for this week… so quite comfortable these days🤣

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      7. HappySoul says:

        🙌super !

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  6. Great imagery in this poem, Sheereen! ❤

    I never thought of death as being clean, but is some sense, it may be. Life is messy and complicated; death is simple.

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Thank you so much Cheryl. I agree with you death is simple end

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  7. ChallEngEr says:

    Beautiful contrast ” muted scream”🏵

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Thank you so much ❤

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  8. 4 shoelaces is better than none or one long walk into the grave shadowed and clean. Powerful you 2💖💖

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Thank you so much Cindy! ❤

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  9. Anisha says:

    Is this a dark fantasy or a fantasy in the dark? I can feel it both sides.

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Both ways, I guess

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    1. Sheereen says:

      Thank you!❤

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