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Aug 4 · 205
the pitter-patter
it falls in thousands
as it calms the minds
of the jaded souls
seeking sighs in pause;
it creeps with chills,
so you either grab
a warm cup of coffee
or snuggle in blankets
so which of the two,
take a sip or sleep.
May 2018 · 288
Tale of Thoughts
I thought we'd walk
along the sand, write
our names on it and
leave footprints behind.

I thought we'd hold
our hands so tight
sit under the tree and
watch the stars at night.

I thought we'd watch
the sea, its unwinding
stench and join as the
sun sets for the day.

I thought we'd lean
each other's back,
face tomorrow's breadth,
and create our future ahead.

I thought we'd end
up putting rings, live
together happily but she
took you away from me.

— The End —