Emotions Intertwined
In the subtle winds of disputation,
Nothing more or nothing less,
To be or not to be is a question itself,
One soul crumbling to another.
Is agony a part of our life
We should always remember?
I closed my eyes to see
The coccoid ebullience in the omniscient
Of my dear, dear heart.
What could be or what will be?
In the path I wander to get a glimpse
Of what could be in the everlasting
Colors of this mysterious world.
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