Viridity

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viridity: naive; innocence
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this little girl once i was
used to find solace from unintelligible mundane days
embraced in thoughts of how innocent blue stretched sky
while gazed from below
brings sense of unity
sending similar affection everywhere
above the big palm leaves
scented grassy smell lingering
and reaching out of reach

she often used to wonder
seeing the smitten couples on screens or pages
how does one's love is reciprocated
if someone felt a drop of attraction, how does this message is sent to another
is it a possible language of secrecy or pigeons flying back and forth
lastly, she gathered it must be a lovely coincidence to be loved back
heavenly to be true
now she wonders, wheather she would ever be one of those stories in coincidental allegory

her days use to end on a captivating note
where she religiously stare at the godly beauty
a bittersweet serendipity of nature
of sun going down, revelling blush pink with splash of red and amber
after this she paints every day
sunset with greatest admiration, as if living in the drowning moment
with sun, palm tree or cruise
sometimes mixing silhouettes as the flickering elements on the canvas

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