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In The Tempests Of Love

The commendable appearance of the moon, an anchor to every emotion I live(ed) with 'her.'
Ah! Her adaptation to retrieve for me all in sequence—of the day, event by event—what heterogeneity!
Sunshine sets the bloom, rhythm in air, and zest in pursuance.
Through the mid-day, at the Sun's zenith, my eyes grow weary of wait...
The freight of emotions becomes arduous to carry on.
Chasing you, O moon! I trade my every other grail off.
And now,
The bloom is off the rose, mundanity prevails, enshrouding me through and through...
Into the sunset, a crimson evening breeze whispers to my lacerated heart.
A herald of your return.
Ruffled by the harsh flashes of heat (of the day) , I call your sight—and voilà!
Then,
We lock into each other's eyes, and as your shine heals me,
I narrate to you the story of a boy mad with the tempests of love...
Yet another day is to come, another slow cruel war to fight, and another tyrannous quest to undertake...
_MIRZAIII_

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