spinning velvet in blue
and imbue with countless ambers
another night blooms
waves of dreams haunting me
broken sleep until the dawn
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This time, the poet was old Large crevases were imprinted on his face He had the stare of a wolf The voice was scre...
Quite different, I must say. Loved the last line.
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DeleteWell expressed in few lines.
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DeleteHow we love starry skies!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words :)
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DeleteThis is really beautiful Jayan.. Good work
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