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If we are going to write
let’s write clever
otherwise
it’s a useless
endeavour
Every part of me is cracking

And I just don't have enough cement to cover up the holes

I can feel myself breaking more each day and there is nothing that can mend me

Only memories that damage me more.
together
the first flower bloomed
with her sisters
we watched it waver
as storms weeped
and weathered
we planted more seeds
of glowing hope
wishing, one day  
we could see
it flourish
into a beautiful garden
we could explore
forever
There's immortal.
And then there's
Eternal.

I've read of immortals -
I've read of their exploits, their battles.
They bleed.
They agonise.
They fall.
And one day
they fail to rise.

Eternal is different.

Eternal bleeds,
agonises,
falls
and dies
only to rise - Eternal.
It's time to change your living,
time to follow your dreams
Doesn't matter even it requires
passing through all streams.
.
Steps may falter,
Roads may be steep
But your dreams shouldn't alter
even if you gotta jump or leap.
.
I know it won't be easy
but it's time to decide.
There'll be people to pull you down
and foxes to mislead you
Turn them away with a tint of frown.
because
To your dreams you must always be true .
Hope you all are doing good .
Just keep following your dreams .
glad i saw the old houses,
wintering, wood smoked,
perfumed. glad i smelled
the oak burning, turning
One day
I'll not be writing anything,
perhaps not due to any reason,
or, perhaps a reason beyond imagination
and, would not be posting...

One day
I'll not be writing any verse,
perhaps not being well enough,
or, perhaps due to an unknown reason
and, would not able to post...

One day
I'll not be posting any poem,
perhaps due to my prolonged absence,
or, perhaps my days were ended there
and, no one would know.
Dreams are messages
Messages are dreams
If you can still remember them
Then it’s meant to be
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