An eternally exquisite fall

Dry leaves. Yes over there. Lying invariably scattered around the ground and yonder over the green. Others waiting for their turn. Eager to fall. Why did they fall? They must have fallen for you. Let's not blame autumn when the spring is just around. Let’s assume, they've fallen on ground in your awe. They have …

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Shadows – not a poetry

Shadows. Shadows are beautifully haunting images. Images that never exist but they really are! Lights create shadows; More light and they perish. Shadows are like desires let lose. Shadows baffle just as the desires do. They fascinate at times. They're some serious illusions; Casting magic-spell over your mind and sight. Brighter the lights, heavier the …

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