• _ithal 5w

    Poems became epistolaries and stories got life in the aura lit.let me know what magic you'v spelled to uproot the castle of my insecurities to dust.Hopes ordeal stepped back to wave their way to cheers.For the bud arise sky is beholded by you.Let you shine.To inhale thy light.To exhale thy light.Let you flow.
    ©_ithal