Meaningful poetic lines... That aren't mine Summer Rain...
In the distant land . . .
A Bloomed and withered flower...
Behind the leaves
Before I could reach the terrace...
The set evening sun . . .
In the fear of getting disturbed...
The incomplete bird's nest
Sighted only in the photographs...
The Kurinji flowers . . .
There are many that are lost By us, and . . .
On their own!
In my room . . .
The arrested open space
The bright light
That peeps through the window . . .
Bursts in sadness for its arrest
As scattered silence!
The practiced words of the day . . .
Remain meaningless in the darkness
Your memories remain scattered
Filling the space . . .
Joining my inability to stop (you)!
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