Once they danced on
those tired eyes,
some little dreams with golden wings,
to be fulfilled,
to be cherished,
chasing down with open hearts…
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Engineer by profession,
Bong...
Mixtape songs,
Chimes of laughter,
Stealing gazes,
with windows rolled down,
like rules never mattered…
The backseat spoke more than
their voices could even speak…-
Embrace of the Flicker
Beneath the soft glow of the candle,
whispers gleam, softly…
Each flicker - a promise,
a cosseted dream!
Souls entwined,
embraces redeemed,
while time had a pause…-
Relief,
the first breath after a paused echo of the unsaid and unheard…-
Scattered fragments, untethered—
Veiled emotions spilling over,
Walls once unyielding, have fallen…-
feels like an endless gallery of night realm,
I take a stroll, down the scattered sparks,above—
luminous shards,
drifting in a vast indifferent sea
of luster…
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The wind carried your name,
a shadow dissolving into dusk—
I reached for your absence,but emotions held me…
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On the wooden staircase,
of time, she rises,
making each step,
a silent witness of her journey…
The worn wood sighs,underneath,
each creek,depicting the whisper of past,
conquers she,
bearing the weight of memories,
each step,
an echo of memoirs and wishes, unfulfilled…
The staircase,
a tie between then and now,
holding her quiet reflection,
conveying a voyage,
through shadows of time…-
Once a clear voice,
a call in the dark,
now it just lingers,
like the aftermath of dusk,
it fades,slow,
like the last note of a song,
no one remembers to sing…
Drifting through the cracks,
the winds whisper,
aimlessly,
a trace of a memory,
once held close,
now slips away,
unraveling apart…
The room is empty now,
the void settles,
silenced echoes loiter,
only to wait,
recollections fill the spaces,
for a moment to be reborn,
for a name to be called, again…-