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Hello my heart, my core, my old friend.
Muscle of endurance
Pumping life in my veins
Reason for my being
Edifice of vivacity
A child at play
Erudite at times
Temple of philosophy
Displaying surprising naïveté
Shenanigans galore
There you go running into trouble again
Innumerable times
Have you been broken
Still you refrain to grasp
The self centred core of the other's whole
Devoid from logic
You tread on a dangerous path
Looking for shadows long gone
Searching for things never to be found
Intent on recklessness
When will you learn?
Ages of anguish
Lust for peace
Quest for the truth
Desire to be loved
Eager to be seen
Packing bouts of hope
Object of marvel, worthy of awe
Rebel for life
A shield that protects
A vow of the soul...
5 comments:
beautifully written about our usually forgotten friend
My WOW post : The Last Call
A vow of soul...shadows long gone...rebel for life...i ll be holding on to many of the lines in this poem for a long time....n pondering over them again and again...:):)...
beautifully woven Sana! :)
Thank you Cifar, undulyunruly and Divsi!
I may not always be prompt to revert with my comments but I want you to know that I am immensely pleased every time I read the way you guys appreciate my writing!
Thank you once again! :)
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