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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “Please.” A befitting word for filling up the blanks. Today is a blessing so far, with bright sunlight and a moment of efforts perhaps could gather you with a butterfly wandering around on the grass, here and there, a rather nice beginning. But... You had darker circles under your eyes. A pale face with a depressed mood, and it is almost always about those gloomy darker shadows, that drags the inner mind in ponderance , how far I am in, already, without permission, or even with permission, without asking questions? I had a hundred and thousand reasons to believe that it is a Big, Big No, to think for stopping, and to stop decisively. And, I was pleading inside, all along, that it is also my insanity, caught up in between. And I am just that. I am still there. You are too. My observation has a meaningfulness of anxiety in me. Those gazes always needed to pause and pause in silence, in written texts of a beautiful poem, where a poet earns a kingdom of flying colors in the heavens and the earth, in blues and waving sounds and also about floating lives, as these are all about a poem, a poem meaningful enough, to be composed in the aftermath. I did not look back. I sustained with all my failures of those unspoken probabilities. Like the footsteps of an unseen postman, on the other side of the door.
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