..and you thought u had a tailor cut heart?
but then the unknown sweeps u off your feet .
before you know it your heart speaks its first words
how incredible that nuance..
to blow specks of life into what you held up your sleeve
your mind races and dodges to find the ultimate..
the perfect words and with all one's creativity string them together..
one by one- oh so very carefully..
the world is exaggerated
the happiness is exaggerated more than ever
you dun care about understanding why!
what used to be 'a flower' is now the subject of your sonnet!
your heart is set aflight .. like a feather in the beagentle breeze
so beautiful.. so unpredictable.. but at the mercy of the breeze
the heart isnt in its element ..but fondly experiences thrills
till its shredded back into its original machine
by its too late .. till u realise-
the beautiful life will haunt you all your remaining day
and u wished your broken soul
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