There is a Death in Every Morning

There is a death in every morning

And there is light in every night

Tomorrow I’ll forget as always,

Today I see your image bright.

In every hope there is a moment

You lose yourself, consumed by pain,

I live to dream that special omen

Yet to wake up and die again.

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– Maria

Maira Bakenova is a writer and a part-time mathematician who believes in the power of words and creative thinking. Loves fantasy, science fiction, singing and solving sudoku puzzles. Find her writing here

To have your expression (photographs, paintings, poetry, videos…. anything share-able) featured on this site, please email me at mirrorworkss@gmail.com with a photograph, three line bio and relevant contact/social media information. Namaskara!

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