Sleeping in separate rooms
The whirring of the air conditioner
Keeps me company
Sleeping in separate rooms
The whirring of the air conditioner
Keeps me company
walking along
the crowded roads
a sea of people
in their own worlds
a microcosm
they carry
with them,
detached…
…yet connected…
by life
loneliness
a state of the mind
of a mind boggled
by intricacies
self created
or
by giving importance
to inane relations
she can hear his heartbeat
as she lies down
next to him
on the marital bed
a heartbeat
that doesn’t
solely beat
for her
feel that breath
its your ticket to life
savour it
you could never
compensate
for the loss
of my parents
for that love
was a different kind
fluttering leaves
and the full moon
angels around
a desire deep down
for peace and happiness
endless prayer and faith
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/youth/
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how i miss the time
when each cloud had a silver lining
those glorious days of youth
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/praise/
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your words of appreciation
make me feel on top if the world
make me feel alive