Amidst a thousand unsullied winds
and a thousand pouring rains..
She told tales
of living in the dark,
dreaming in the light
She told tales
of walking wistfully through life.
Longed to dress her feet in dirt
of paths, of places, of cities unheard.
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P.S: I fear this ^
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you chose your words well...
ReplyDeleteThank you Pratikshya. :)
DeleteYour words gave me the chills..thinking if that ever happened to me..
ReplyDeleteI hope no one feels this way!
I too hope so.
DeleteBe steady in your pursuit, and this love, will take you places, either when you force it through, or by the very nature of its flow. Worry not!
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
Thank you for your soothing words. They helped. :)
Delete*slow clap*
ReplyDeleteI would totally go fangirling if I ever meet you. :D
You are that good!
Okay now, I'm beaming ear to ear!!!!
DeleteMore so because it came from you..a superb writer yourself.
I shuddered reading this.
ReplyDeleteScares me!
I'm glad.. xD
DeleteThe more the effect on my reader, the better I did.
Hats off for penning this down. Do not fear, your words will never let you get there! :)
ReplyDeleteYour words motivate me way more than you can ever imagine.
Deletei can't even tell you what this means to me. so beautifully written. thank you :)
ReplyDeleteI am so glad! Thanks a bunch :)
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