They breathe, they resonate.....
Sometimes they take a refugee!
They are dark and deep.....
And are awake when am asleep!
They leave the kingdom of sanity.....
They haul my peace and tranquility!
The pragmatists are telling me, I am doing it irrationally.......
So, show me what brings you all this practicality!
They are all under my spell and they act as if am the hell.......
Altogether, they say "emotions are frail"
Ok................ so, put me aside!
Just tell me what's left inside?
YOU ARE READING
Oceanic Love
PoetryIt is a collection of my quotes, dialogues, monologues. The voids between the writing, would be the actual thing for readers. I welcome everybody to interpret my words according to their ideas and thought process. Also I don't claim to be a writer...
