The fire of desires that burn them down...
The turmoil of untamed emotions.
Rising of the pain...
The pleasure begins.
Unfolding of the chapters of life..
Penning down the new.
With every sip of wine..
With every breath together.
The nudge hiding from their eyes..
The kiss with a never enough crave.
They lived in those moments …
Moments never to forget.
They didn’t need permission
Nor the rules could part them..
Some laughs to remember..
Some tears to hide .
They took the last sip..
While Eagles sang the “California” ♥♥
5 comments:
very retrospective i must say...
Retro definitely .... will wait for it to come back ... (if at all the time does)
Liked the pic :)
@D .. :)
...and the sip would revive yet again. They will be back in the fraternity of time with an identity to post to mankind.
The Californian Eagles will be back in business but they will mark a new beginning for a change.
No wonder the poem is a sublime thought of parting ways.
Integrating mechanism will bring rejoice though.
The post is here to stay framed in the masterpiece of thought.
Thanks to the blogger who made sure an inexplicable extravaganza has been brought!!
Waiting for the next one....
Vishu
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