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Scarcity of dearest love...

Poetry By: abyskaria
Non-fiction



You always been drawing conclusion why could you ever been scarce for the dearest and the love of being the best person for yourself. Here is a simple day at work for you. An all time hits love ever for life on everlasting meaning on values and beliefs.


Submitted:May 9, 2014    Reads: 145    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


For your dearest reclaiming this moment…
Of being the priceless of your tender beliefs...
Timeless of every possessions life was scare of...
This moment you are held to confront yourself...
You couldnt part away those meanings...
Yet you understood that it has been the deartest...
Today the tip of flowery gestures part conceited...
It happened in your love and being for yourself...
Drawing wildest of tricks been The Nature has made for...
When this could have congregate your thinking...
You would feel the love on down the line...
When this could have made your life...
Where curiosity learned to be enthusiatic...
A cheerful person�of human arts been bright side of things...
Just look into this magic eyes from words to entire lines...
A life has taken for a couple of miles in love of scarcity...
Unclear and never unknown the price and the texts...
Still for your good life the ages and the listening sky...

Today when they never know what is love...
On the route always been for whom you have stood for...
The time when you embraced this loveliest of appeal...
This moment loved to be behind your own bars...
Whom your love been made and sacrificed for...
Stood all for their world they could make changes...
A close magnificence is what can be for no reason...
A reason you dont wanted in this gap to allow...
Why cant love congruently been unforgivable...
And harmoniously experimenting roots widely read...
Tallying the centers of thought and memory...
Somewhere language cannot work together...
For the scarce of dearest love is love immeasurable...
A clear recalled greater measure of your own exitence...
Avaliable of words mulitplied when you have in your heart...
For the special person you are...
Words speak like the rainbow colors in this ocean...
You could have reason to assure significance...
Your love cant speak for reasons...
Words scream that this is the new reason...
For you could have exclaimed...
For your love cannot have for reasons...
Words cant have been like this...
How for you had been on this road..
How for your love been speaking for...
Words fire out of the unknown cognition...
Sensing how for you had been like this...
Sensing how for your love been on words...
Words become translations...
Gestures sensing you and how you loved to be loved...
Gestures you sense could have sapience sound...
Words suspend life… Scarce of dearest love being life.




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