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The Cork of My Memory's Bottle

i have opened the cork of my memory’s bottle
                         old colouring vibrations rippling serene in  
                      i feel i have lost myself in the stream of time 
                          gone is gone will never come back again
                          stare combination of few colours are fine
                     few are of piercing uncontrollable hallucination
                        i see the combustion of love’s burnt fuel too
                      indeed life is a mixture of sorrow and happiness 
                         no matter time is going on to reach the end 
                  after end beyond the sky new cork will be opened again

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 5/28/2017 1:34:00 PM

- In fact, life is a mixture of sadness and happiness ... you're right my friend - Lovely written - a 7 if i could ... but the rating is gone - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Bl Devnath
Date: 5/28/2017 3:14:00 PM

Thanks my dear lovely friend for your beautiful comment. Feeling is the important thing as i know. Loved always, bl