Profundity Men are always going somewhere Judge them not by the shoe they wear But their bold and care And how they dare These journeys are not to scare or wear So just don’t sit on a chair This is the mission of profundity
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Jasmine Oh! H ow painful, sorrowful, heart breaking emotion stuttering in a brief, it was and still is Seeing you invincibly and invisibly disappear from existence Slipping into thin airs outta the world into the dark universe masquerading without notice nor alarm Like you and I never knew you did ever exist in existence We should haven’t said goodnight See you... we’ll talk in the morning Maybe that was the envy of the fading old wrinkled barren jealous evening sagging creepily on the evening golden sky linings That blew this voiceless cold sordid fate whistle, from the devils arduous squalid lips uns’to where you lay, prowling like a dark cat on onto the placid soul In all that burning humility, concrete resilience and undying ember of hope That beasts‘ kiss cruel Its w...
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COOKIE There is nothing pricier and beautiful in the whole of nature in its diversity, the universe in all its grandeur, paradise in its splendidness and heaven in its awesomeness than your beautiful picture that hangs down on the walls of my soul and mind. It is criminal how you stole my heart...elegantly fading away into yours. If the heavens could speak, this you would’ve heard in your heart not in grandiloquence but with utmost innate and verdant simplicity ever to caress your witty thought. The worst was to imagine there existed better than I of a heart filthy rich and pure like extra virgin olive oil, that would ever rob me of you and render me a coot in beautiful agony and vexing verminous trauma for y...
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Oak My love is deeply rooted into the magical dale of your soul as I search for the thirst quenching and life giving drop History knows names of lovers Bonny and Clyde Romeo and Juliet But my heart sparkles at the utter of your name You are the viceroy from god and the Apollo of my world Your sweet stinging thought hums and flies around my defenseless head like a swarm of hornets and like an oaks roots, deeply into you am rooted