forty seven

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by haiseyla

by haiseyla

Lost between the
glimpses of pages,
I found myself back

staring at the joys,

The innumerable stories we levished has long vanished into void

And now when I stare back at
our emptiness, I can only find is
remnants of our past

burning deep in the solstice of
our inummerable fulminating thoughts.

oh dear! come listen to
the plain elating laughs
we had shared hastily without
much strain and shocks.

And by the time we turn into
coarsive persons
and our hearts into rock.

Let me remind you to
listen to your peaceful thoughts.

Yes, soon
we will see no smile and jovial
feelings for the other.

But trust me there is little
fragmants of our deep love
igniting in the delusional
part of our brain
that shudder.

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