Like respite from the scorching heat.
Like the first drop of summer rain.
Like the first ray of light in the seamless night.
Like the maiden gesture of love for a longing heart.
Like the imaginary scene of happiness of a lonely soul.
Like deep sleep after a day of tough grind.
Like sight for the hitherto blind.
Me, me!!!
- Sepiamniac
- Madras, TAMIL NADU, India
- Not an outdoor person.. prefer to get buried beneath books, music and movies... has these strange philosophies about life that might puzzle you. At the same time, likes to live life. Loves simple people, especially those who veil their formidable knowledge behind humility (The poems here don't reflect my mind or anyone else's. Maybe, just a patch of what various people go through.)
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