05|| c h a o t i c u n i v e r s e;
"With a chaotic rhythm we flow,
Vibrantly within the atmosphere,
Words tangling together,
Forlorn sighs and luminous bodies,
Where else should we go?
Is finding solace a rarity?
In midst of this universe,
Shouldn't we be holding hands?
Rather than straying afar?
Observing every detail,
Which were once in a blurry veil,
Look at the skies,
They're blooming together,
Giving morals to us,
Within every colour there's a story,
Tales of scarred nostalgia,
Isn't it better to be together?
Before the sky starts falling."
- amends with the world.
Pseudo ( poetess ha, jokes on me) note:
' I hope you all are fine and so far having a normal happy and thankful life, thank you for being so kind and leaving views as I'm a petty,moody person and I fee disheartened so easily. Your support means a lot.'
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