Perhaps
you mistook me, Sir.
I do not reside in the echoes
or debris of the past.
I do not flicker with the city lights,
nor do I rest amidst the seven sins.
I am the unquenchable thirst,
prodding you to begin
the journey
which shall end within.
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so well penned..lovely imagery and use of words..these few lines are so deep and stirring :)
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Ankitaaaaaa.. thanks my love. :)
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DeleteOh wow! You rock lady. Seriously, what beautiful words these are.
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IDon'tKnow ^.^
DeleteOhh! *Shivers* Love it!
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