...
once
upon a
time our
life was just
like a beautiful
melodious rhyme
infect our heart and soul
speculations, emotions
were perfectly
shynchronized
wings of our
emotions
were very
strong

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togther
we having
wherewithal
to cross the ocean
and pass through the
seven mighty seas
capable to bear
the heat of
summer
with no
fear

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often
use to fly
through the
high mountains
deep valley
and plains
dense forests
deserted dunes
our soul were in
the synchronization
to the whole universe
but in this earthly game
the time never remain same
nothing seems to be surprise
always remember by the wise
it was a change in time sinewave
shattered delusion of fairy tales
mystical galaxies ruined away
blissfulness transformed into
scary ceaseless restlessness
tone of melodious music  
changed from joy to
thorny repentance
innate loneliness
wounded soul
creepy isolation
isolation moments
dreadful dark reflection

x-x-x
*(c) deovrat - 03.04.2018

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who came first
the art or the artist?

i find myself
humming to your favorite songs
and wondering if i love
the music or the person behind it.

i was never big on bollywood movies
until you asked me to watch one with you
is it the plot and the dances that i enjoy watching
or is the memories of having watched it with you?

everytime i choose an outfit to buy
i think back to the colors you liked to see me in
i end up wearing shades of white and lining my eyes with black
perhaps to look beautiful, perhaps to look beautiful for the ghost of you.

my taste in art has changed vastly
i am in love with the culture, color and music
of the east and it makes me wonder
whether it is the brown skin of the people
or the brown skin of you
that has left its impression on me.

who came first
the art or the artist?

who came first
the love or the beloved?

who came first
me or you?

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