It is strange that as I move to meet you, I already find myself sitting with you but today I am determined to find you without and move in your company
I write to you but keep it for myself
For you are aware
The crispy matter of factness
Makes an interesting read, definetely
But irony is what i enjoy most
And I meander with the metaphor
Let me not flood the plains
I was happy melting away
I was joyous running and falling
Making lot of noise
Now i make music
But long to dance
Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2013-09-11 at 18:45
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Moving to You
What do i write that has not been writtenI write to you but keep it for myself
For you are aware
The crispy matter of factness
Makes an interesting read, definetely
But irony is what i enjoy most
And I meander with the metaphor
Let me not flood the plains
I was happy melting away
I was joyous running and falling
Making lot of noise
Now i make music
But long to dance
Poetry by Deeps
Read 696 times
Written on 2013-09-11 at 18:45
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