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Pie loves ...
Why are you running on the edge of my sight,
Could there be a reason to explain my plight,
Gloomy countenance yet glittered by your eyes,
Lost in the count of my countless sighs,
May we be the one where contrasts will mingle,
Lets surpass the monocot of all that is single,
Kindled voices blare the silent mile,
Fleeting hopes are all that I have adorning my aisle.
Have a nice life ............
Restless Faith
Surreptitious whispers of cluttered fate,
in the offing to bid me an eternal farewell;
Oblivious to the defining moment of the truth,
your premonition made my heart swell.
Gently yet struck unwillingly by the nook of your wit,
the façade is rendered sulkily;
Let my lost hopes embark on an exodus of trust,
despite struggling within so feignly.
Contrived ignorance with mediocrity in the heed,
who trusted the chant was love indeed;
Carnality is what my flesh will breed,
to turn a pious heart ravenous against his creed.
Have a nice life ............