Rhapsodic demeanor,
From the estuary by the river,

Rumbling into a paralytic cliche,
as the tears of salt meets the ocean.

I let my soul chasm to the rhythms of her heart proclaimed,
Until the rhythmic depth reverberates back,
as the sand churning against the shore.

Lost notes enclosing a wave in a sound,
as I sing with a tune that fleece.

Soaring under a sky of ruby,
beginning and ending within a moment's glow.

Nowhere yet everywhere,
chorus in a ceiling ballet lashing into the sand.

I gatherwhirling around upon the midnight zephyr,
a vision that sings a beyond the fleeting winds,
until a sound meet it's reign as days done by.


faceless frequency dubbing the sound with rhythm flowing in its own way
Hailing from the strangers desk unlike rushes of the smoky crowded streets

Hushes of whispers calling you by your name
seems so hypothetical but i did say its an omnipresent reign

Ghosty voices chasing you since ages but witnessing now even in a deserted bay

Rhythm of belief kissing you back and front
Mystery of destined voices coming in disguise

rusty &mystic were your wrinkled thoughts drowning you in fear ...
Lips have the words that we hear but still vibrations attract you very near

Mental traumas still getting iconically amplified with blurs of inks carving your thoughts in a beautiful mind

Desk that your seated,starts to break the fear of deadlock
angles luring you to the footsteps of cliche in Nirvana

Murmurs of the mystic shore and rhythms of finishing alligns
Imperfect voices are they but still fate makes it a shadowed line ...



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