Do you remember when the nights were chilled and deep blue?
When the stars twinkled and the rain drizzled down your freckled face as we danced all night those days?
When the shadows became a silhouette of our inner fears, weirdly beautiful and peaceful.
We didn't know much neither did we have much
When love was poetry and poetry was colourful.
It colourfully filled our hearts and just like that our minds synced with all love beings
Nothing like war ,wrath with witching tyrants were walking within, none!
Where art lived in beautifully pieced hearts ready to lend a hand
The majesty of the world felt real and in all.
I wish I could go back to times when the days never seemed to end and problems always bent the knees in peace.
I know it was because of the poverty of my mentality
Even if! I wish I didn't wander on this part filled with darkened mysteries of what ifs which turned into what nots!
Oh how I remember when I was free.
For now I just survive when back then life was truly lived . PW💜
©Kevwe
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