The Mystique Mist Series
Mist (Part 3)
Dusk and mist
If you haven’t read Part 2, you can do so here:
# 1 As the dusk embraces, darkness merges with silence Melancholic mist whispers through every corner Leaving a floating solitude at its edge That has successfully sliced the heart painfully
#2 From a distance, the melodious trickle of water is heard Implying the sorrow concealed within the heart A petal of longing is tucked in the grayness of the mist Penetrating the soul, shaking the hidden emotions
#3 The mist creeps even more, stretching dark fantasies Its presence becomes more frightening, celebrating emptiness Like a shadow continually chasing, pursuing As if throwing wounds that are exceedingly deep
#4 However, a petal of longing lost in the mist Stays resilient, becoming the glimmer of hope in the silence Confident that every darkness will surely vanish Replaced by warmth, the savior of the soul in tranquility
#5 Behind the mist, dewdrops of hope emerge Greeting a heart that once was wounded and doubtful The sunset rays pierce through the darkness with full confidence Marking the end of the enveloping mist, bringing a new rainbow of hope.






