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A fruit, tasting truly different, it was what I needed, because in every bite, it satiated my desire, inexpressible I climbed to the top branch of the fruit tree and plucked the most sun drenched juicy one gleaming. But it didn't put out the fire raging in my heart, though the sweet fruit made me withdraw and be quiet for a short while and then I went in search of another when it dawned on me that it's a rare root, with magical effects, that the nomads collect from hidden woods, and it is the stuff used at the  dead of night for alchemy the chemical work that makes even the cheapest metal gold! I went seeking a girl,who was described in revelations-- her bewitching beauty, haunting eyes and the songs she sung promised many things to my heart and I couldn't sleep after the time I met  fleetingly, that seductive dame. She was from a world different, her heart was unlike any one else's I have known, yet I told her I still do search, as it was a puzzle still, why beauty beacons me ! The black forest winds and waters, the flowers everywhere, I needed to be alone with myself, when my heart stirred, heard a little bird chirping that said" You make me calm, where did you find the poem you just read aloud?" Suddenly I have woken up from the dream I had fallen into, eyes lit with beauty, munching a fruit, my favorite book of poetry in hand,I went to my love, to read it aloud to her and mull the beauty together, get rejuvenated.
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 11:19 AM UTC
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A fruit, tasting truly different, it was what I needed, because in every bite, it satiated my desire, inexpressible I climbed to the top branch of the fruit tree and plucked the most sun drenched juicy one gleaming. But it didn't put out the fire raging in my heart, though the sweet fruit made me withdraw and be quiet for a short while and then I went in search of another when it dawned on me that it's a rare root, with magical effects, that the nomads collect from hidden woods, and it is the stuff used at the  dead of night for alchemy the chemical work that makes even the cheapest metal gold! I went seeking a girl,who was described in revelations-- her bewitching beauty, haunting eyes and the songs she sung promised many things to my heart and I couldn't sleep after the time I met  fleetingly, that seductive dame. She was from a world different, her heart was unlike any one else's I have known, yet I told her I still do search, as it was a puzzle still, why beauty beacons me ! The black forest winds and waters, the flowers everywhere, I needed to be alone with myself, when my heart stirred, heard a little bird chirping that said" You make me calm, where did you find the poem you just read aloud?" Suddenly I have woken up from the dream I had fallen into, eyes lit with beauty, munching a fruit, my favorite book of poetry in hand,I went to my love, to read it aloud to her and mull the beauty together, get rejuvenated.
k-balachandran
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 11:19 AM UTC
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