Sometimes,
A buzz rings louder than my own heartbeat. Subsequently, my own heartbeat thrums, booming rhythmically in a tempo to match me. The main organ takes charge, pumping effortlessly. Back and forth, pulsating inside my own flesh. Veins, my blood vessels, they help oxygenate my vital organs.They keep my body functioning, living. Not on my command, it just does it.
Once, twice, onwards I keep breathing, onwards I will keep living for you, only for you....
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The sea pearls and treasure troves
PoetryA little poem book and thoughts and random ideas piled into one. Like the ocean is a mix of many bodies of waters, so is this book filled with many ideas.
