My heart trembles with the chuckle of leaves,
A gentle whimper of my soul, billowed by the winter breeze,
My mind wavers to the withered tapestry of a sealed reminisce,
A treasure, a curse of the hours we spent in the other's presence.
The vows recklessly scribbled in a childish scrawl,
"Who would reach there first?", the passage of fate forgotten in our brawl,
Without realizing, it is a dream destined for a mere few,
Those memories remain as engraved patterns in my soul, rotten with rue.
I wonder, where had it all begun to go astray?
Was it because you realized how heavy dreams weigh?
Or was it because my heart divulged with the devil's sway?
Whatever it may be, our forlorn fantasies rest long forgotten.
Entranced by doom alluring, I dance into ruin unknowing
Of a world where none can thrive, and yet, I vow to strive,
For it's this paradise of despair that would hold me together,
Keep the monster in me sealed, forever.
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Devil's Workshop
Random"But being bound by the sails of time, is staying true to oneself really a crime?" Staying true to the proverb, 'An idle mind is a devil's workshop', this book is a mere collection of random ramblings that came out of my jobless mind. This book hold...
