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Oh what an ecstasy
To cry rivers in sleep,
Taking bullets from guns
And tears; yet, not move on.
If I bleed and still dance
And see no other chance
Other than to remain
And watch my own remains
I must have so fallen
So deep in the honey
But; I pray not to find
Such a love truly blind.
A pejorative colour cost a breathIf you dare, for the love, put on a beret!Whether new or old, bright or fadedThe gloom and doom looms…
I have tried to fix the broken allureAnd was the only one obeying the lawsI have had hopes in hopeless timesI guess this place is…
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
Just like light to a surfaceCasting shadows on all placesScars, wrinkles and the dentsOf loo all have common end…If reflections could only speakSo many secrets…
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Really good series🔥 Well written 😊
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Courtesy to your poem; “Running away, wouldn’t heal all the pains you feel”.
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Beautiful poem. “if I bleed and still dance” is my favorite part. :-)
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Thank you dear, I deeply appreciate and I am glad you liked it
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Nice series💗
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Thank you
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