Got you a note.
A note to read.
Made it like rearing a tree.
First planting the seed.
You see a witness!
Me being the sender.
Its like an age old scene.
A note to remember.
Note that Life
Being one step ahead.
There's a choice indeed
Between life and death.
A choice to make.
A choice to deal.
Let not agony take cover,
That'll never be healed.
Let the cloud of sorrows,
To turn into rain.
To clean up the dense.
Comes the sunlight again.
Jot the untold sufferings
Up until down.
Some liars of joke,
holds the victims crown.
Thus the chronicles of life,
Ever felt like the same?
As days went by.
Moments that came.
The memoirs of one.
Being one forever.
Others to note,
Will recall, like never.
But those hearings of solace.
Let never prove wrong.
As time prolongs!
As time prolongs! (to centuries)
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Ink-Stained Affection
PuisiA Collection of love and life poems exploring the delicate beauty of affection, longing & unspoken words