Crimson Night
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Nosheen Irfan
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Flurried face of the night
imitates my inner turmoil
The crimson moon stands aloof
prophesying doom
It gives new blood to the gloom
that lurks around the corners
of the streets
and flows in the tired seas
A lingering hush
echoes inside the ominous whisperings
of the trees
Crimson light pours into me
a deadly red potion of grief
Tears well inside me
and drift like a river
through my landscape.
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