Moving through the woods, I came across it.
They told me not to see it, not to touch it.
But I just could’t resist, for I a mere mortal
Broken down by my own manifestation of it,
Drenched in the pain of losing it, I hide it.
But i still abide by it, hold it
Knowing but not believing, one day i will lose it.
Rustam, I went across all of your postings. I really liked the way you write about issues and the languag you use. You should write more often.
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Love.
Thanks for the appreciation. I missed writing for some time. It was good to be back and i will try to cover more issues in the future. Hope you keep on reading them too. :)
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