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Layers Of Chaos

black and white picture of pens, pencils, ruler, scissor, cutter, and folded papers scattered on table
Amidst the chaos of disorganization

When it’s Dark, I can’t see

The confusion alleviates me

My senses are in dissaray

And I am lost screaming mayday.

A light goes on, shinning brightly

But its rays beam out faintly –

I am lost on my own way

So blind in a world filled of dissaray;

A sound echo confuses my mind

Further again I am unable to find

Where’s the center of my cosmos

Within the layers of the chaos.


Busy With Organising

I am busy on my own, trying to keep up with the organization of my posts and feeds, trying to experiment with days and time of posting. When my things are not organized I am very confused with knowing what needs to be done, and I am quite unhappy with my writing activities, for as long as nothing is working as I want it to, my brain is completely shut off – I am unable to focus further.

By Eiravel

I am an independent creative author (self-taught autodidact), who lives on the island of Mauritius. I've self-published a metaphysical science-fiction novel (Darcocyte); and I am currently writing a poetry book. I am a very passionate person, who loves reading beautiful sentences; I am also a great cinephile, music lover, and a lover of everything aesthetic and artistic. For my personal creative leisure, I love to craft, blog & write poetry, and this, all the while taking care of my children.

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