Deep beneath the web of wrinkled lines
And freckles spanning the face
Lies a soul that has mastered
The art of battling the woes 
And disastrous circumstances
Sprung by the profound race of life
Yet not a tear to be seen within
The wandering eyes...

The sunken space between the contours
Of the jawline and cheekbones
Are a testimony of someone
Ready to face the world, while
Parallel to the laugh lines lie the wrinkles
Etched on the face and forehead
A sanctuary of bygone eras;
The face tells it all...

Yes, The Face tells it all!

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Villages. The word itself has the ages that elucidates the unremitting bond with humans. We have the meritorious roots of our civilizations and families begun there. Notably, our unexcelled childhood memories, respectful conceptions and enticing grand parents still be located in that slowly desolating places. They are most equanimous places. They have trees growing since eons, lakes drifting with blooming flowers and houses which enamours real people of the old and legitimate world. They have wonders. They have the past of human eras. Humorously, they have the future too. If our eminent and sedulous scientists turn their eyes to villages instead of planets that doesn't even match our time, our future could be secluded in our hands. Obviously, the modern era must realize that barren lands of extraterrestrial lands are not as worthy as our green nourishing lands. Our typical human race never snug what once was ours because we already used it. We are humiliatingly orthodox.

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Soul is the ancient thing
That is to be loved in
All the eras!.

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Thy Vibe's Rizz
(A Haiku)

Eras weave their tales,
Thy virtuous vibe nev'r fails,
Full rizz it entails.

//Eve's Thought//

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Forgetting is my childhood habits
And I found its really very very useful
To forget so called " Good people"
Those who wear new mask in every new moment..

If I could eras all from my mind..

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Neverthless i tell my self,
with what today is an incidence of past,
dream to all but true to one,
time is what we seek to define,
for there are many who have lost it too soon,
the ones surpassed are now no where to find.

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For the eras to come,
Acceding to bethink
By trammeling Orthodox temperament.
Entitle those,
To uncover their own walkway.
With Gospel realization,
Let them be who they verily are.
Imbibe faith in yourself!
On the contrary,
Retaining pace with others,
Thrive within self.

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