Coz everytime it rains
Its strong.
Wrapped.
Drumtight.
Yesterday the whisper, a stutter lip, even…
shutter door.
they go…
they rotate
they swing…
we unavoidable motion between.
Splendidness.
Yes.
So.
So we move
with Life.
Seconds fail to gain recognition
lost in minutes and hours and years.
so they pass…
delving into the creases between the beauty of it all.
You see.
Names last no longer…
They stain tattoo of no shade.
They only penetrate.
Stain but fade to succumb.
action of adelesence passes..
We grow.
It becomes Real.
How did you, we…
ALthough i know so well.
So well.
All around us remains the same but portals
of eye gaze
Fish bowl
cloudy water…
now..
are we half way suddenly…?
Everything i ever believed…
Oh everything.
I am not ready to write…
Because i still cannot understand.
Thank you.
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