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Time Machine

"Time Machine" Nocturnal Writer started his stroke rhythm With a knowledgeable mellifluous realism Hoping that he can find the perfect harmony That might lead him to the beauty of serendipity Suddenly a picture drops that causes interruption The writer stops and his mind is in mode of distraction He saw the picture iof him and the girl she loved That ferocious moment makes him suddenly glare above He close his eyes and feels empty handed That moment makes him hopeless and unguided His tears fall and loneliness occupy his heart And after that the flashback start "I remember the day when i first met her" "In a park during a cold rainy weather" "She's standing in front of a blossoming tree" "Enjoying the rain and running free" "I look at you smiling and you smiled back" "You convinced me to join you and follow the track" "That day I realized that happiness is a choice" "While noticing your face and your angelic voice" "I don't know where I got this feeling" "When I'm with you its genuinely heartwarming" "You get your phone and took a selfie with me" "And that symbolizes our mutual feeling symmetry" "A month ago You and I become friends" "On that time I want us to be more than friends" "But you confess me a very shocking story" "That you'll be leaving soon and you will leave me" From that moment the writer tears fall slowly As he reminiscing a painful heartbreaking story But he remember the girl's word and advice after saying sorry "That everything will come to their proper places eventually" After that the writer realizes that he created a time machine That brought back the joyful and painful scene He continued to write again and learned his lesson at last That you can never say hi to your future if you can't say bye to your past.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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