Haunting nostalgia
Motif of sleepless nights
An epitome of ardent thoughts
Simple pleasure from a day

Oh... T’was breath taking
Phantasm of elated voyage
Burden to wake the self
Attachment to dream unmoved

Although self-driven thinking
About reality above fantasy
Is casting a shadowy border
But one possibility erase all

Thou presence abide
The restless soul of mine
Through the icy winter breeze
And scorching desert sand

March 22, 2020
2:46 PM
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