Darkling sky is grimacing over my pathetic shades,
splashing waves, tapping on my thumbnails
it's numb, frozen waxes are jotted.
she, the one— gleaming with joy
Now figurative weeping is overrated.
I see a melancholy in her eyes,
a longing yearning for so long,
clenching fists, dark circling orbs
scaring too much, I refrain myself
and be reticent.
my brother came out and ask me to
rephrase the form of recitation —
I give him a blank stare, gives a bowl
of metaphorical horizon.
happy, and chilled with new appliances
perhaps my buried feeling can be revived
once again.
my words, his inking glimpse —
blazing in the fire pit of musings.
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part four (the last part of 'concealed affair') is coming on the way!
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