I randomly write

the inner peace,

twisted with roasted pieces

of unheard emotions.


I randomly craft

the beautiful nature,

mingled with the lines

of stanza.


I randomly believe

the power of words,

tossed with the imagination

of an artist.


I randomly love

the belongings scattered,

meant to be kept

in the memories.


I randomly stupefied

the vulnerable souls,

lived and sustained

the storms of sight.


I randomly agreed

the innocence around,

fallen with the charm

of earthly bodies.


I randomly…….



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