How pacifying it is to lay back and be thoughtful for a moment.
In a moment, a memory lane runs across one's head, knocking the promises we made to ourselves. Once in a while, we strive to build upon them but they rarely become part of a greater verity.
And then, we cease to muse foreseeing another pathway of thoughts.
The rhythm continues.-
I'm the bridge to your wildest dreams,
I'm the knight of your merry giggles.
You can thaw on my martyrize symphony
Either can triumph at the last ditch.
I'll still be the patron, awaiting for the 11th hour.-
From the blues she rose, the might of her vibrance unbolted the window to her dreams.
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Diluted in fury I wondered where I lack
It's the wrath that daunts me, idiocy that's holding me back.
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A good conscience is probably the best tranquilizer you can ever have. π
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We darned our story with the essence of our destiny.. But the twirl of your fury shattered it all..π
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Shukrana!
That mist of lie shattered with intense heat of callowness.
Shukrana!
That dusk tyrant mask denuded from the testimony of our juvenility.
Shukrana!
Tears cuddled me to see the person behind the veil of fakeness.
Shukrana!
Those scars stitched oneself with the yarn of maturity which you lack. π-
I rambled miles to hunt the distance within..
You poached me with your naivety..-