Everything is possible but can you give me these…
Those moments as transient as life itself zip past never to return.
The sight of a flitting butterfly landing on your shoulder.
The recurrence of a treasured dream just once more to dream.
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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