Impressions of the thorns when prick your heart....
Longing again;for a reason....
Out of the closet you come,get drenched in the
Vagary of the season....
Expunging memories everlasting,eyes redden!
Troubles are more,treat your pain..
Hide your tears,lest in vain..
Enjoy!Come....feel the rain!
Rejuvenate your soul
And keep your spirits alive....
Indulge in the purity
Nourish your SELF and
Survive!
~~payal~~
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At last
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Marvellous !!
All indulgences are Irrational( Or should be )
Nice poem
I am happy again.
"SURVIVE" ... a very clear message ..simple n pure.. knowing oneself truly is the KEY to Survive.
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