There are jiffies when your embodiment of emotions gets emptied,
you'll feel that frustration and doldrums has become the kith and kin
of your life's saga.
There are jiffies when you seek the bliss to be cached in the saudade of
life's verses,
In the nick of time to perceive jubilation with an incessant tang of hiraeth till
the papyraceous folios are engraved with myriad of words. For good,
to be healed with metaphorical epithets.
There are jiffies when you strive to extemporise yourself, to stand upon it's own
locomotory instead of getting braced upon the ostentatious views of every person
you meet.
There are jiffies when you feel that nothing holds you back but the oozing drops of
downfall. You feel inferior when the cognizance strikes, uttering that even the shadow leaves you behind when it gets darker so surfeit. Henceforth, not letting the apricity to embrace cause nothingness hits your soul harder amidst a hysterical laugh, and shatters down the elation into splinters of poetry.
You smile, you lie,
You fall, you fly.
There are jiffies when your vulnerabilities are fiercely daunting.
By piecemeal, clasps you under the curtains of tenebrosity. At the end of
the day, you'd ramble across the alleys of your head to ferret out the crossroads
abiding notions.
Don't get lost amidst the tangled boundaries of incomplete verses,
traipse the roads ahead of this prison cell.
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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// ^_^
