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Devotional Flame
Thy portrait filled the horizon with tears falling in crimson. Frailed, blurred and so wasted the feelings like busted bones. Surge of idle adoration hallocinating the numb viens spreading all over. Drunk on changing years i smiled with all fireworks, then the voice of music became the song illumated. Strength poured to this corporeal by unveiled charcoal eyes, the jasmine scent, the lasting daffodils, the soft lips, the fresh breathe, i became her newest captive; Too much for life to crawl and live turning empty tides to the stars. The darken untruth a sudden gives its death scroll. Traces of smile turn into flooded evil shrine, outmost joy became war of time. Decades sigh fast and as expected; Flowers found wild and decayed, Blossoms glew and expelled. O' charcoal eyes, thy smile afloats in naked streams waiting for fresh bond as if decades a lie; only thee cure the dread. The poet's voice now plays and flute reigns its melody in devotional fire.
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