I can hear the calls
Constantly round the clock
Hard to ignore them
As they rises from within

I wish to reply them
In the rightful manner
But chained with realities
Is my heart and mind
Echoing over and over
My fantasies longs for me
I can hear the calls
Constantly round the clock
Hard to ignore them
As they rises from within
I wish to reply them
In the rightful manner
But chained with realities
Is my heart and mind
Echoing over and over
My fantasies longs for me
Stuff I wrote from before...
Experience, Dream, Create
Inspired by Photography
this & that
~wandering through life in my time machine...you never know where it will stop next~
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
Words are to be lifted from the soul! Photograph’s are memories of the heart yet to unfold! Let’s begin!
LETTERS to TIME PASSING
Adventure is out there
I really like this too, Hammad. It reminds me that our bodies and minds always contain an echo of the past.
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Yes, the past still echoes within us, no matter what. Thank you so much for liking this 🙂
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Welcome.
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So many voices and pulls. Well written.
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Thank you so much for liking this, V. J 🙂
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