There was truly something magical about this antique shop. I walked through the door and couldn’t believe my eyes. There was a book, a diary per se. A peculiarly beautiful diary with leather bound hardback consisting of creamy papers yellowed a little by age. A kind of book that must have existed for about twenty…
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Covet
I lay afloat in the covet of my emotions, basking in the glory of my thoughts,blossoming like a flower nurtured within. (c)boringbug
Love
You were meant to fly love, but all you did, is wither and die. (c)boringbug
Light
Looking in hindsight, the world looks jumbled, as I glance over my shoulder the shadows loom, aware not that I am the light they so desperately seek. (C)boringbug
Trust
In you, I shall trust,but would thou trust me back? (c)boringbug
Words (शब्द)
Burnt to the coretwisted, directed, and anchored, the words remain protected in my thoughts,for they touch your soul not the greed. राख रुखमहफूज़ हैखयालों में,मखमय मेहरूफशब्द है मेरे,मलमय नहीं। ©boringbug
The boring bug 