Tripping down memory lane, not wanting to remember the
abandonment of a friend.
Secluding myself from ever being hurt so badly again.
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Finally allotting songs to inner turmoil from yesterday’s thoughts.
Whispers fall and rise as wisdom of ages flows from ancient songs.Silencing benefits of all reminders left in images of my mind.Discovering the best of imagined patterns, letting them fall onto screens of picturesque landscapes created just now.
Stuttering down rhythms as they softly pass me by,
Singing in time with all musical harmonies sent toouter canyons of forsaken peace, and kept therefor time immemorial.Dusting my mind with fragrant memories, powderedinto scents of a mind.
Empty playgrounds, vacant grass, gray,
Bells ring, children flow upon the sight,bringing all to life with their childishyells and laughter.Wonderful sounds to hear, beginning spring.
Vacantly staring into environmental landscapes, hoping to see future
Splendid sights appearing in visions of tomorrow’s fate, holding on regularly to ordinary things, missing the small miracles of every moment.
Talking inwards, finding more questions than answers.
themselves into my mind.Giving thoughts to cogitate and memorize through theyears.Lasting carefully in pictures of my mind, held ontoforever – at least until I die in life.
Reeling across miles of musical melodies, taking their colorful hues and demonstrating life’s beauty as it strides across nature and desert botanical desires.
Sanctioning every thought as if falls upon prayers said in catacombs of yore.Feeling along stone walls, grasping stale air with tantamount sincerity.At last, emitting signals to match prosaic symbols and omens as they focus carefully on edges of tomorrow.Saturating even my brain cells with watchful sight, taking in every particle of each separate vision.Keeping together…