The Veins to My Soul

traffic - veins to my soul

Like this city’s busy streets, my veins vibrate with the rumblings of the motorbikes, cars, and trucks that make their way through dust-covered highways and byways. My veins, they echo the murmurs and hums of the daily traffic, as they rush to supply blood to my heart – beating a resonant sigh of longing – […]

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Of Fizzles and Smatters

cloudy skies

I want to be where The sun meets the rain, Where the drizzles fizzle As they fly smitten By its light’s brilliance. I want to be where The rain gives in to the sun, Where its patters smatter And dissipate to blend Into skies of cerulean.

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