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#26

Living history

Everything is here,
joy is seen today in earth,
everything is perfect then why it's that
the thing she always faked
as she got sometimes,
didn't come to her even today.....
why are these days in her line
when it won't matter as to
what actually is going...
new record was set today,
being awake the whole night without even a nap break,
But finally the dawn gave
the sight of sleep in this case
After the interval of 2 days
Again the night iterate
But this time sleep didn't ran away.

The tears flowed like Victoria fall
Such a perfect shape ,
Such a perfect line
From the corner of the eyes
They curved through the semblance
In a perfectly conceived moiety
Till the rim united both eternally.
It was all after she spilled her body on bed ,
Panoptic intimated her head.
Shedding of rip continued till one hour.....
Reasons were many
But exactly she knew, none of any.
Eliciting her friends for no reason ,
Video chat took place in partial dark region
As she was in lights off and speechless
During the video chit chat liquefaction.

.......sill of the hour stroke her an idea ,
She keyed down her sensations ,
just like always and forever miracle,
She was normal as if nothing happened......

Smile pasted on visage ,
Glowing eyes hidden in room,
And fleeceable naughty tune
Were all the same after the sight of moon.
She was all old again
......for becoming smile of others
Which she pretended to owe.
Just like the subject history
She's a mystery ,living, openly revealed
But still no answer conceived......
Which is same for everybody,
Cause nor she knew and for sure
anyone else too,indeed .

-misskanishka