A drop of ink it is,
the moon trickled across someone's affinity
dancin' in the rhythm of the iridescent glow
as the tints of skin
emanating from your soul..
A drop of ink it is,
everyday to drown in an ocean
capsizing every inch of my lungs
whilst pennin' down every drizzle of you..
A drop of ink it is,
soliloquizin' past 3 at midnight
you abode amidst every storm
a blazin' flame; no darkness
could smother the reminiscences..
A drop of ink it is,
to fall in love with words
delineatin' enigmatic ambiguity
unveiled through veins
leer as the pen bleeds in clusterin' solicitude..
A drop of ink it is,
lettin' the whirlwind of thoughts
traipsing on an endless blank page
as mind abode it in twisted instincts
crammed hoary to grasp the flare of orbs..
Albeit, it's all about the muse that swirls in oblivion,
syncin' the symphony in disguise
decipherin' as armed with words
picturesque of portrayed scribbles
immortalised is what, that abode in verse <3
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PoesiaHere'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// ^_^
