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With melancholy run inside The feelings emanate and show up like blossoming flower like autumn leaves they turn brown burning quite intense For one who delve deep into depths More profound than expressed words Which frequently come out of the surface Similar as the waves driven by winds In deep and widespread sea The waves alone are seen standing on the shores of a sea leaving deep sea beneath into oblivion The expressed feelings are but waves on surface The unexpressed lie deep inside Writ large on multitude surfacing on child’s innocent face deprived of joys of play in the midst of giggling fortunate A poor damsel living on edge whose worn out smile springs from deep hurts braving onslaughts of society can only be felt This melancholy is present On one who is lonely cut off from the world The innumerable stars lit inside the dark waiting to emerge out through the veil of cloudy feelings The unexpressed run deep The words from blowing winds unable to extricate deep feelings |
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