Just like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and despair in her.
Where the heart bleeds on to the paper, there springs poetry...
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Light and dark Dark and glitter The moon's gone Such a cheater
The moon is here, Just hidden and helpless, The thunder and rain, Make such a ugly mess
Thunder and rain The winds of change They bring magical fun Within our range
Thunder and rain, The signature opening of love, And of horror stories too, Depends on the setting above
Perils of the night Are forgotten in the morning When the sun comes up All bright and burning
The sun will rise, Everyone knows and yet we hear, Does it make the darkness Less frightening to bear?
Break the rhythm Break the flow One wrong word And the stars lose their glow
The rhythm of the rain, The rhymes of the night, The poetries we spin, Maybe will show the light
When you and me Cast a rainbow of rhymes It'll be eternal Remembered through times
And this night is a witness, Of this moment when I wish, That this silly poetic war, Goes on for us to cherish.
"till the end of eternity..." That's what we always say But in the end every night Has to turn into day
I'd say that eternity is a farce, But there's always today to say Because how can they end, When they aren't night but the day
From dawn to dusk And sun to moon Today just goes It's all so soon
But when there's no past or present, There's only today to live Live it without regrets or else Only complications we'll weave
Ah, my dear regrets How can I forget you We've become such great friends That I actually yearn for new
In this mayhem of life, Befriending regrets is all we do, We ignore our glorious present, Clinging to a past that we can't let go
Aah, long sentences Why do you pop in? My brain will just throw you Down the forgotten bin
Sorry the sentences weren't long, Just an error in typing fast, But it does teach us that, Never to rush in life just
You can slow down You can look for peace But in the end you know Only food can give you bliss
Technically two eggs And just one cake, Isn't enough food for me, But it's peace enough to make
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Jamming sessions with the Wizard cchinu again and it was fun how we went from cheater moon to storms, roamed eternity and came back to food as is usual for foodies like us. Food is life, rest all can wait!
This is the second poem of the double poetry session. If you love this, do leave a comment to let us know!
