• divi_ja 5w


    It comes like a whammy and passes on like a dream
    A dream so pulchritudinous to live in
    And When u get completely bewitched by it
    It starts fading in
    Whining only makes your dilemma perennial
    And getting over seems strenuous
    But then you move on
    And then again a period comes where everything vicissitudes
    For the better and for the worse
    Where you get a new air to breathe in
    Some sweet feelings to get lost in
    New moments to make
    Which are gonna be history one day
    The cycle repeats
    And what remains is memories...