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 Oct 18 Timmy Shanti
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How blue the iris grew.
How grey the clouds gathered.
As oak leaves wandered in the wind,
melancholia rushed through my vein.

How high the crows soar.
How loud the crickets chirped.
As windows slammed in the wind,
melancholia rushed through my vein.

How loftily the sky roars.
How quickly the gale moves.
As the willow whirled in the wind,
melancholia rushed through my vein.

How the birds hurry home.
How the plants await the rain.
As my eyes ambled around them,
melancholia rushed through my vein.

How the lightning flashed
and how the thunder crashed.
As i walk through my pale garden,
melancholia rushed through my vein.

How heavy my heart.
How dreary the scenery.
As the gods wept upon me,
melancholia rushed through my vein.

How it eclipse my tears.
How wholly it devoured me.
As i look upon my ephemeral life,
melancholia rushed through my vein.
when the weather match your mood <3
The journey began
in the Penitentiary of coarse and jumbled words
I co-traveled in mindscapes routes
Through space and time.
Bridging gaps of allegoricals,
With similitudes and spices of irony.
Who needs healing from this haughtingly confinement of words imprints in verse and stanzas.
In rhythms and innuendos.
Personified but divinely devoted
My Lunacy of words in text and lines is one I will happily partake of  always
I will wine and  dine in this table of perceived lunacy because here in is true sanity and logic of human tendencies
Embossed in art.
Tunes in your lines are so lively. I wish I can read in the dark so to have your tunes resonate all through the darkroom. Each line and word entrances one like symphonies. The contours and viens of a ****** stretches in ecstatic harmony  thrusting up and down in rhythmic verses. Of tunes and line embled words in the dark resonates me and you in Blissful beats of silence.ITunes loudness of silence and the hearts of two equals one in harmony of love.Sitting in the dark with eyes closed, thousands of galaxy the only peeping lights in the thoughts of two. It can only be two equals one in tunes and lines emblem in silence of words. Music is harmonious,Love is heavenly.
I am ...
the marshmallow kid,
that lives
mostly in the present.

Inside locked rooms
I grab ...
whatever shows
and rolls around,

that looks,
I guess ...
so worthy of betraying
tomorrow
for the now.
 Oct 2023 Timmy Shanti
Sadia
Artwork
 Oct 2023 Timmy Shanti
Sadia
In a room full of portraits. You are the most beautiful artwork I have ever seen.
 Nov 2022 Timmy Shanti
DKN
not from a reflection or from

reliving an awkward *****-up

and feeling my brain crunch

Instead, I saw myself

in a dozen eyes darting mine

and in hushed murmurs with my passing by

I saw my form

in the empty space within four walls

and for the first time in a long while

I sobbed
You are not alone
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