Moments don't pass
But years do
I let go off time
Its peaceful
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The setting sun
A gentle breeze
Coaxes a tired mind
For an evening stroll
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My dreams are my own
Not a hearsay... Not a dogma
Nor a fortunate happenstance
Neither served on a platter
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I didn't want to talk love
Garbed and Nude
Love lurked in the folds of hatred
Hatred bred in the heart of love
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To all eyes that see
I exist..
A statue of stone
A still lake..
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If a glass of wine could fill life up
Everyday a sip from that cup
Bit by bit
Slowly drained
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Phonetics and sound
In words bound
Alphabets join
Words coined
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To a lived life
No cheers deprived
Yet in every choice
It spoke its voice
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