symbols of joy with an
unwavered tapering of
the mind,
Lay at bay your fears
and look yonder where
the eyes have a yearning,
though the hinderance
holds me at bay with a
vice-like grip which
culminates into a hurdle
to tussle out and breath
again,
The loud silence lingers
in the ear while a deeper
insight is being sought for.
Can i paint again?
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