Poems are obsession filled in!
Combines with the clime & mind.
The roses, lilies to sun & moon.
Even, laughter, cries & agonies,
Egos & emotions flowing freely.
Each moment is poetic,
Sad & bad, happy & merry.
Mind restrains, else it’s all a dream.
Sit at the banks & experience it,
In reality it is miserable.
How romantic, would it be,
To be aloof, yet mingle with…
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