A " he" and "me"
Traverse through the impossible
When we reach
realms of possibility
Illusion dissolves
What remains,
is
achromatic,
memories,
And some unseen dreams
Poetry Sisters and Seven Ways of Looking
1 month ago
Unseen Dreams
A " he" and "me"
Traverse through the impossible
When we reach
realms of possibility
Illusion dissolves
What remains,
is
achromatic,
memories,
And some unseen dreams
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beautiful..:)
I have only one word for your work.
Touché
simple....
simply beautiful..!!
Unseen Dreams. Love the name. Where DO you get your stuff from? WOW, a writer's blocked soul would really like to know, and try drawing inspiration from the source :)
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