Saturday, December 5, 2015

My Heart...


J-ar of hearts, kept in faint.
A-s a ghost of past lurk behind the rain.
I-solation of time changed everything, but heart remained the same.
L-osing identity in ego, time revived the old flame.
E-verything which wrapped, kept, was twirled in our quizzical caves
D-rifting upon the dreams, wondered if we still in the same waves

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