And when he was in some ecstatic rumination,
playing on his mind
the possibilities of love,
she stormed in hiding her callousness,
in her deceitful aura,
and with priorities so well defined,
and in her precarious schemes,
he was lost in the blur of some illusionistic creation
while she left him behind with a singed heart
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Very deep and thoughtful!
Sad
So well portrayed.
“lost in the blur of some illusionistic creation” 💛
Thanks so much
Thanks for your kind read
Thanks so much for your read
Thanks so much for your beautiful comment
Signed heart😍😍
Thanks so much Jay. 🌸😊
But why did she leave?
Sometimes love is not enough
Yes, may be.
It is complicated 😊
But why!! Why can’t somethings just be easy..
I know I sound like a crying and cribbing baby, but it would really be nice if it would be easy.
It is easy when minds are untwined and to find two such minds is a battle 😊jokes apart I think i think our desires are becoming unfathomable and our grit to simplicity too weak. And you are not a cry baby, you are posing a beautiful question. I am sure your love will be as gorgeous as the urge for the simplicity
Thanks for this 🙂
My pleasure
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Thanks so much for reading
Kyaa khub likhaa hai….dil ko chhuti panktiyan……behtarin.👌👌
Singed heart so beautifully written
Thanks so much my friend. I appreciate your kind read
Thanks so much.
I read this first on Chuck blog
Chuck is always kind with his reblogs
Yes he is a kind soul.So glad to know him.
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