God's bemoaning world will end
The sudden path of ups and downs
The silvery mist of downtown lake
A pleasant surprise of forsaken country
A numbness of watery filling
Paths of downtrodden decay
A rainbow will end before the sunrise
Of lungs and tissues of sinewy wild
A melancholic rain will come
A surmise of two pence jugglery
Nature's secrecy of forever past
Please offer an edifice of joy.
Deeya Bhattacharya writes a poem concerning the difficulties of life's grandeur and beauty
Love is primordial and inseparable from human happiness, yet it seems to be a thing of motion.
for Peanut Love is the fiercest of doll-hearted sorrows– it comes clad in armor, completely on the defensive. Brandishing shield, swinging sword heavy with langour, love is a shirk for
HistoryThe strange submission of beaded starsFalls on my backI surmise a classical music strangely beautifulIt's ringing is poised yet melancholyThe cuckoos nest is safe todayA sweet ecstasy of sun burnt
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