The weather does a lot to trigger one's poetic juice. This happened in one of the lazy afternoons when life was not crazily fast-paced (as the previous weeks) and time gets to rest in a slower but steady 'tick-toks'. The new year seems so near (didn't it just happen??), yet the celebration in actual fact has died down quite some time ago. Guess a lot of thinking, 'reviews' and reflections happen during this time of the year....
Sky's gloomy, yellow burning hue of silhouette
Rain drizzles, gentle drops of loneliness
Soft thunder echos liberty
Cool yet warm breeze resides
Sky's gloomy, yellow burning hue of silhouette
Rain drizzles, gentle drops of loneliness
Soft thunder echos liberty
Cool yet warm breeze resides
Afternoon dreams, seek for lost time...
and eternity
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