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Defeating my every mirth Your face looms large I tread my steps Down the memory lane........................... reminiscence looms over vision of mirth step slowly trembles treading on path memory of sweet soul haunts deep tears gleans into eyes yet meandering.............oh what a poetic voice that weaves a web of emotion reflecting upon rune of shadow bygone days, as events in its cycle steps into its turn memorabilia of past remind us our mirth being vanquished by dappled wings of obscurity as we slowly lose our..glow of life..being bereft of our sweet talks and breathes of our near and dear, as it leaves a deep scar on skin of soul, and tears seems to stream out from that wounds of love yet in continuity by change of space and time, extremely emotive and evocative across ingenuity of, reality smacking of ruffling silence tossing upon void of lone inebriation being inflicted by brazen cup of sorrow, wonderful write,10+++, thanks for sharing
This is so precious, straight from your heart. A wonderful expression on remembrance of your father. Thank you for sharing.; D