In the field of love and dreams,
Cezhil, a name that gleams.
A crush from elementary days,
Now lost in distant ways.Cezhil, a name that echoes in my soul,
A love that blossomed from elementary goal.
Though distance now separates us wide,
My memories of you will forever abide.Time has changed our paths,
No more conversations, no more laughs.
But memories remain intact,
Of the love we couldn't enact.In the rhythm of life's symphony,
I miss you cezhil, my melody.
Though we're no longer connected,
Our memories will always be protected.Let this poem be a bridge of love and hope,
To reconnect us from above.
From though time may have us apart,
Our hearts will forever be one at heart.Cezhil, you are the sunshine bright in my day,
The one who made me feel okay.
Even if we're not talking now,
You'll always be my special somehow.In the fields of love and dreams once more,
Cezhil, I hope to see you once in store.
For though our paths may have diverged ways apart,
Our love for each other will forever last in our hearts.(May, 11,2024)
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"Rhythms of the Mind"
PoetryRhythms of the Mind: "Poetic Reflections" This collection explores the rhythms within our minds - from dreams to aspirations - as seen through a poetic lens. Each poem is a reflection on life's experiences and how they shape our thoughts.