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I'm just a sentence on everyone's tongue!
Well, it's not a poem poem..
I walk through the memories and embrace the frozen path under my heart. When i don't write anything, i think of every possible feelings and happiness to write. Hence, the halcyon days and bottled up emotions find an abode somewhere under a red sky. Poetry is not an abditory, in which the pain dissolves. It is a niche of life, time, love, emotions, secrets, everything between the wormholes and whiteholes. Nostalgic is my soul, about the bricks, leaves and air of curiosity. If i have the might to change anything, I'll carve my name on the moment beautifully with a chisel of courage, a hammer of existence on the granite of fear. I'm just a sentence on everyone's tongue, and a fire in your eyes. I'm with you when I'm under the spell of metaphors of a classical poetry.
@writco
© akshra
I walk through the memories and embrace the frozen path under my heart. When i don't write anything, i think of every possible feelings and happiness to write. Hence, the halcyon days and bottled up emotions find an abode somewhere under a red sky. Poetry is not an abditory, in which the pain dissolves. It is a niche of life, time, love, emotions, secrets, everything between the wormholes and whiteholes. Nostalgic is my soul, about the bricks, leaves and air of curiosity. If i have the might to change anything, I'll carve my name on the moment beautifully with a chisel of courage, a hammer of existence on the granite of fear. I'm just a sentence on everyone's tongue, and a fire in your eyes. I'm with you when I'm under the spell of metaphors of a classical poetry.
@writco
© akshra
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