........n ashtray without smoke remnants,river with its flow shackled,twirling on a toe without desperation to woo,gaze without glaze upon the mutilation of nascent dreams,party hats with no happy face to don them,silhouette bereft of the soul,mistakes without the brutal realization of having to face the aftermath and the naked realities..
Consuming every inch of me
The waves mighty engulf me
Waves of passion unseen
Of a longing unheard of,of the ache felt within.
Suddenly the nonchalance of mind turns to mist amidst the guzzling sound of the waves
Mind parts with the heart,both going separate aches
The inquisitive and once an imperious self becomes now a parody of someone else
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