°• MICROBIAL CROWN BANE •°
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During an utmost peaks of pandemic,
Facing several episodes of panic.
Social detaching is a source of survival,
Never break through making it a betrayal.
For an uninvited guest can enter you unnoticed flying;
Depositing deadly debris leaving the body wobbly ailing.

So carefully adapting rubrics of self quarantine;
Would be an amazing way for one's own valentine.
Breaching up the transmission chain stronger;
Ashtonishing mutant virus to never find a shelter.

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Several sapiens,
Multiple opinions.

Loved one lingers,
Messed one mowers.

Everybody trace to perform an emotional trade,
Eventually face a fusiform personal fade.

Time shows up true colours of multitude,
Mind winds up grue chapters of livelihood.

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The graceful glabellar vermilion hue ..

As the rising sunshine,
Bloomed up the flames of third eye
with its pigmentation ..

Not just a colour dot ,
It's a missile conquering your inner soul
Alike the sun shadows the universe ...

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He was in darkness,she can grope,
His desolation might make him misanthrope,
She could do nothing,but just hope,
She promised to be with him in each tide,
He wasn't sad alone,she too cried,

Once he was nostrum for all her pains,
She can feel his touch whenever it rains,
Now her soul is vacant,everything drains,
She lost it all,even the eyes' wetness dried,
He wasn't sad alone, she too cried,

There was something which was incorrigible,
She observed that clearly,it wasn't invisible,
He had something in heart,for her it was illegible,
She ruminated about it but could not decide,
He wasn't sad alone,she too cried.

The end of their story is an irony,
She thinks she had done a felony,
And that had pushed him in melonie,
She has contrite but she has to hide,
He wasn't sad alone, she too cried.

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Some people are simulated pearls, genuinely fake.

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Emotions are
contents of an egg.
Some are promisingly
yellow & mellow.
Some are disappointingly
white & tart.
Still they exist within
the mind shell.
One balancing
the other well.

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* IRREPLACEABLE MOTHER *
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I met her in the uterus,
Her emotions began to attach.
I grew within the womb as a fetus,
Her love in my blood never detach.

She is a fuse,
Home's safety source.
She is a muse,
Beloved's driving force.

She is a white lightener,
Reflecting the positivity.
She is a black darkener,
Absorbing the negativity.

She is the user manual,
Life gifts us for lifetime.
She is the forever ideal,
Guiding us at hard times.

She ain't a normal living being,
But root of love with fathomless depth.
She is a veridical route of wellbeing,
Beyond the words is her strength.

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What is freedom?
When your democracy
is dominating you.
What is freedom?
When your dependence
is defeating you.
What is freedom?
When your thoughts
are thwarting you.
What is freedom?
When your emotions
are engulfing you.

What is freedom?
When you're not free
without independence!
What is freedom?
Find it before you leave
this world's residence.

La! Is the FREEDOM–
A fence of protection?
Or a barrier of restriction?

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Uneasing comfort,
Restrictions restore the health.
They are witch doctors.

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