For once
will you be the reason of my smile?
Can I have that privilege?
Knowing, this moment
would turn into a memory
and the memory would no longer
be distracted by my moist eyes.
I can smile,
smile until I realize
I actually lived
for few seconds
in my 20 years of life.
-Lohithaksha
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Senseless scribbles
PoetryA collection of my micro tales, short conversations, poems, random thoughts and yes my senseless scribbles.
