Stillness of life used to fantasies me,
Though it has turned into isolation,
I'm rising higher in the sky ,
Though the core is still grounded in isolation,
I tried to fight with these process of isolation, betrayals and solitudes but at the end of the day highs were to high and lows were too low ....
Which again set me still but this time I won't let it break my heart or let me down.
Energy get consumed by day dreaming fantasies in warm days leaving me in vain without even a hope of dream but I won't let it kill me this time ...
I won't let it break my heart this time ..
The unveil idea of thoust bewitchment kept condemning me forever still living like half hope and agony , somewhere searching for to be worthy for better , to be on my own, to let this go and to welcome what's there ahead.
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Ink And Rhymes: A Teenager Poet's Diary
Poetry"Ink and Rhyme: A Teenager Poet's Diary", invites readers on a poetic journey through the tapestry of emotions woven by the passing seasons. From the tender innocence of childhood memories to the contemplative solitude of rainy days spent by the win...
