She gazed into the blue slithering clouds..
Seeking her dream words..
Engulping every pinch of efferevesence of the inferred insight..
Cloggy clouds closely towards clashing
Reminding the classic literature of "Glance in a chance"..
Quint zephr caresses the clam cheeks...
Clashing pair of lashes fluttering flawlessly..
The scene in her eyes seemed eternity..

Sequel is the aftermath of unanonimous struggle..
Slip not in words..
Will sound like a story..
In every fairytale (success)
There lies a demon..
Sacrifice self for the benefit of love.
Pheonix sheds when it actually heals..
Placate the wounds of patience
Till worm fly in colours..
But the colour u get is a suspense..
Detoriote the definition  of people..
Else it becomes a theory of athesist...

Silence, is that mean solace.?!
Silencer is less bubbling heat than silence..
Shuffling thoughts struggling inside..
Suffering soul second by second..
Sinking in a ocean of an unopened  valve..
Valve where the still born dreams..
Unsaid words,muffling pain closes itself..
Jostling ideas,feebling heart..
Beaten up betrayal... unexpected abondanment.
Turmoil of tearing up thoughts ..
Teases the awkward words..
Smile and silence always been a riddle to un reaveled counts..

Being sceptical in every goodness..
And hopeful in hostile beholds...
The way too scared for not to be spared..
Thought of too viligant to not be betrayed..
Feels far sighted fool to be played in the foul game..
Forfeited to  forsee the forever flawed soul within...
Blameless  on people; shame of being lame stalks..
Selective sane people with insane conscience..(concious)
Weird vaining soul gains restless by time passes..
reckless acts that heeds relentless bolts..
‎triggers the simulation of suffering surpasses..
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Never ask..
you will be given..
Never say
You will be understood..
Never cry
You wil be pacified..
Never show
You will be loved...
Such passion of being with you idiots means ectasy ..
The moment u  leave..  left the part of mine with u..
Horcrux is not real as far  not  met with u people ..
Writing memo to god..
Let it not become Memories..
Real time is all regrets...
Nostalgia knocks at the nook corner of labtab being..
Throwback throws back the untiring tidy moments..
Entire world enacts the reflection of urs..
Friend the moment with u should never end...