And somewhere in the hollow medley of broken voices,
ruptured hearts and punctuated silence
when the heart assuages between the fire and cold
when the eyes pierce through the reflection in the mirror
when the ominous reverie is broken
when the scathing introspection is complete
when the perspective is sharper
and the world becomes pellucid
when the inward becomes emphatically discernible to the peripheral conscious
and the mind becomes more profound
Is when my heart starts to beat again
more vibrantly , more passionately
it reverberates unheard melodies to my ears
it strikes on unnamed chords
it pirouettes on capricious grounds
and then I hear a promise spring
It makes me walk in a frenzy , the air seems delirious
its replete with the quintessence of a woman's heart
and i fathom that I have changed , i have metamorphosed
and hence, I walk and walk , and I never want to stop now…
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