24.03.18. halt. . let all the moments sink below this horizon. may every blossom either under the sun. heave all signs entombed in thy windpipe. let me build graves, bypassing hell's gates & skies. t'is only a haven than a cavern for her broken mind. blissful meadow spread out across wide is none appealing to I- a child scorched by light. chilled by whisper of truth, only hollow in the midst of lies. paralyzed in this parallel haze one can catch a glimpse of myself- the obedient scholar, the survivor of death, marching onwards nevertheless. I, in thine eyes she in my mind carves out a vicious line- one near to a crime. "halt! none may mass these holistic bounds of mine!" . - hiar (@hiarpoetry) . . #hiarpoetry #lankanpoetry #poetry #poetsempire #poetsofinstagram #WRITERS_DEN_ #writersofinstagram #heartofpoets #bymepoetry #artisticwriters #wordswithqueens #doortooursouls #untwineme #globalpoetcult #abodeofpoets https://www.instagram.com/p/CEV4blrpNQw/?igshid=13sk5n3gx1lqi














