You have become my eternity
My plausible sanctity
The shadows hide all vivacious entities
The pride drinks all the sorrow
Your metaphoric madness magnifies my freedom
Our solemn solitude sacrifices similarities
Our mature monsoon nourishes the empty puzzles
Your polarised vicinity enhances my carbanion
My reflexive seldom paralyses your stratosphere
Our collective archive beautifies reality
Your parabolic existence defines my peace, my fossils
You have made me live poison
I have catterpillared osmosis with your aluminium
You signify prose
You mesmerise my ketonic breath
You survive my every tumour
I live your every magma
And we candle the darkness of seashore
YOU ARE READING
NOT FLAWLESS ENOUGH
PoetryNone of us are actually flawless, How much ever we try to make ourselves believe we are perfect, we are amazing.. we'll still be carrying the scars of our own lives and the glories of someone else's But we still try to be flawless, hiding all the m...
