In realm stygian
My moon & yours confab,
Seeing this, stars sing
the song of nocturnal serenity,
In deep, we traverse
the duality.

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when the dark woods
smelled like an euphoric aroma.,
the fallen leaves helped to
shed each heart piercing notion.,
and the murky path
enlightened the soul to
see the glow inside the gloom.

How could a soul stop
craving for a stygian serenity ?

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Stygian is the night
that seamlessly dawns
as a corollary of dark days,
flirting with the demise
of colour as we know it.

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When a black writer
blackout his white
and spilled black words
dipped with black vehemences.
Does it still resemble
black to that white heart ??

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An azure sky
is a desire
while clouds
tending towards
a stygian hue
is the inescapable reality.
Between these
dramatically opposing
phenomena
is a life trying hard
to live up to its reputation.

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When the deep blue sea
along with some greens was floating in the space,
the gravitational force confined them
forming a round shape...
And the twinkling stars
enlightened the dreams to
capture the hopes in the lucid world..

How could a soul stop
craving for the celestial translucence???

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// Stygian //

~ black and white ~

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Yes, I am Stygian.
But you know what
I don't care. ✌✌
Beauty lies inside me
not on My face😇

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The dimly lit room,
with the nameplate called desire ; serviced by a fluctuating tubelight,
intermittent flashes of brilliance,
interspersed with stygian ebony ;
a promising relationship,
surviving its last days ;
no hopes of revival,
as if in a hospice.

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Isolated in dark
Accompanied by ignite
but I will
find my way
in the
Stygian night....

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