Pretty Scars Of Unsure Words

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Beware of the smiles
That hide
The  wild hunter  inside.

The day I woke up
Where everything was at stake
For my own sake
The journeys took it's deserted ways
Still from then
Every part of mine has became minute
With the coatings of disaster
I never had felt whole
Nor it broke me,
Nor it does effected
I am politely denoting
It took my generous smile.

Silver coats wrapped around me
For the strength
But the eyes which could see everything,
It rested up without any words
Still then,
The world kept me flabbergasted
With the flowers of wreath
I could feel the smell but the time has been passed as hell.
I noticed
Though the world took it's place
I have been gone to another session
Of peace
Of pretty things
I enjoyed having met with my own potential
The tiny fragments beneath me
Stated loud and clear
I was in the accompany of my 'dears'
Let it be smooth with the ongoing ephemeral turns
Let it be burned with the pleasures deriving in each soul.

The palms were helpful
They stayed loyal
And lasts longer
Than the humans eradication
Hardly it would be love
With the gleaming
Of arousal
Of one's prejudice
Of one's anxiety
I hardly would be loved
The rest ended up as my cherished Journeys
With every encounter it states
There exists beauty
With the love
With the peace
With the emotions
Of the breakable leaves too !

Found your glide and be classic
The world would live with the potential to face it
You would save all your energy
But the ways couldn't wait it far more
Than you have been
Searching in every petals
Till astonishing the royal flowers
The world has set up being a magician
With all of it's natural powers.
Come and strive
From being a baby till the humans
Be alive
Spread love because you too would be encounter in the same turns !