I believe, there lies an emotion between sadness and despair.
It speaks its own language, a code unknown, still inexpressive.
It doesn’t matter if anyone comprehends it or not, it exists in oblivion.
Sinking in the layers of the mind, it sits undaunted, spreading to eternity.
Call it penance or atonement, redemption for your self, after denial.
Or, the placidity of emotions that never alters with time.
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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