The pages of the musty book flutter
Days pass away in a blink of an eye
The inner eye of mind tries to shutter
Melancholy at its peak with an ally
With stories, heroes and deception
Try to keep up pace with conveyance
No one in world cares but reception
The author of the melo facing abeyance
See the trifles around to find happiness
Rusty, but the soul of this book still intact.
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Spiralling Perceptions
PoetrySee the world in a different light Spiralling perceptions of this age Never halt this undying flight Uphold the passion like a sage Poetry with unbroken spirit Preserved in heart like an amulet. © All Rights Reserved
