Suddenly, I hear myself humming a familiar melody.
Familiar thoughts pass through a blasé mind.
A familiar smell wafts through my setting.
Ah, the comfort of familiarity for my senses.
Even the tantalising seems dull before the familiar.
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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