Sunday Alal
Notes, thoughts and the what ifs.
This is an ode to those moments when you want to say so much but words only linger in the depths of your mind. Likened to a child, it's as though you are learning to form the words to describe your thoughts, but time flies by before you can...then it's next to the subsequent topic, and all those thoughts sit still at the back of your throat.
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Winged: A happier note
Of nights as these, I crave to debate the count of stars, To hear the warmth when you say:-
Countdown to normalcy II
My hometown is after dark. When the mood is silent and air rife,- When voices are distant,- And sights calm,-
Countdown to normalcy I
1. Yesterday, the wind blew hard, Carrying along this whisper... How hard is it to dance to the rhythm of time,-
So we meet ...
Dear Human, It seems you have stumbled into my corner of musings and midnight thoughts, some of which I might share not so "midnightly."....