The sky never touches the sea
Yet it loves
It reflects
It melts in it .
There is no eternity for love
Yet it is eternal ; the moment
you love a person , the moment
you lost yourself in a person
is the moment of eternal
❤️
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That breeze tickles
the hidden space of hearts
It is the mystique of the moon
that is untold but always touched.
The aroma of its tone
attunes the broken pieces of
men and women
And fixes with pleasure and subtle relief.
I wish that melodious breeze sings forever
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Speech dominates the truth
Intelligence influences the original
The essence rests in provenance
O poor babies, why do you cry ?
It all fades ...
We all again ,
arise in beginning
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The silent river
floats in red
with unshed blood
Behind the eyes
the truths growl
like the ruth in midnight
Peace is burden
for a lone knight
Calmness ....
is divine or destruction ?
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The more a man goes through the secrets walls of a woman's heart, the less likely he is to put efforts to impress her
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She whispered in the melodious song
Like tides whisper back to the sea
I was always in deep
with the fighting a battle beneath
Did I expect the moon invoke in disguise ?
My burdened claws became wings of glory in last hopes
I scattered all the broken pieces all around
Fled for a cause forgot the background .
Why people be so kind
with the gifts in hands and winds in hearts !
She whispered in melody
I backfired in tragic rhapsody-