Reminiscences are the philosophies abiding adamant of the past, the present and the unfathomable future unveilin' all at once!
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The way I've felt,
And the way it feels..
the same bittersweet ache between fantasising and having!
The face I cradle in my highs and lows,
like a fading polaroid it does to and fro!
To the serenity it coruscates,
somewhere residin' in an insomniac's dream..
amidst the world so precarious!
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Newish to the day..
two ticklin' hands of clock would still,
the dusk wouldn't hover past the eventide..&
to the night where the luculent orb could go on spellbindin' their constellations,
til' the azure will be impregnated with the manifold tales of how...
"The mere lifetime was spent being head over heels for you"
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PoetryHere's to the whirling thoughts inside a fickle mind, comprising random scribbles and verses in metrical symphony!🌸 // Highest-ranking : #1 in verses #3 in strings #98 in poetry// ^_^
