The same words, uttered thrice
Qabool the word, lightened my life
Reminisced the day, with teary eyes
Wishing the memories to abide
A reminiscence was back as a revenant
Let those tears to flow which were relevant
But they aren't coming out since they're heart's tenant
And that reminiscence is still Malignant
Until the moment I got that message
Till the moment I got that knowledge
Devastated I was after knowing
The fact for the beats you were craving
Last beats and breaths which were over
Let me whine in myself in the aura
Created by the memoirs and floret
Decorated by the bricks and flowers
Words added on a blank sheet vindicate the feelings better than the uttered words. An illusion in mind but felt on the heart, elucidated on a sheet, read by the eyes, which recognize the emotions
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