Longings
Pounding heart, swiftly reminiscing in music of love,
Crave for touch, as of when well carved face lingered,
Glistening eyes, with thoughts of how they belonged,
Novelty of unshed tears, keeps mood in chaos,
Wallowing darkness, for timeless piteous conscience,
Silently seeking free from misery, never letting off,
Paving way, for a dawn of unborn series of reflection,
Toward the light of untold stories, for thorough impact.
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