Poem
My words are incoherent
but emotions -- all tender;
My soul is encapsulated
and thoughts are shackled.
When it rain, hear;
the sound of thunder ...
where my heart surrender
losing control
over sentiments,
I drowned in verses
and read you like phrases
bluring the boundaries,
irrational juxtaposition
of imagination and reality
spirit uncaged
poem -- I fabricated.
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