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Rhythm in Blues

In blues, I painted the waves
With the rhythms through this page
As the soul remained poised
Vanished with the sudden noise

It breaks through my serene
Discomposing my self-possessed
Off-putting my soul to their perfection
Gut-wrenching my tranquility

Things that were unforeseen for me
Leaving me shocked yet not in a manner of surprisingly
I have never been so afraid to look at the sun ray
Wearing a smiling brown eyes on my face

In my slow blinks which they firstly praise
From one scene from the reason of the soul I am today
I watched how my own spirit faded away
Making me reflect from one thing and me

Mom, when was the last time you even see through my inside beauty?

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Written: March 23, 2023
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