Between dreams and nostalgia
amidst clouds of twilight dust
a moment is born
a union is restored.
Synchronous symphonies clash
to orchestrate a perfect silence.
Perfunctory motions choreographed
to orderly disorder illusions and reality.
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In response to Free Verse Revolution’s Writing Prompt, https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/65110202/posts/2876026395
Recently I witnessed the perfect sunset. I don’t know if it was because I was quite (mentally) enough or thirsty (in need) enough to capture, either way, I had to pen it to remember the feelings.
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Hello my friend, happy to see you here, as always, beautiful words in symphony.
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Ohh Penne…so glad to see you too!!!
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Gorgeous writing
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Wow! This is amazing, something to take the breath away. Those first three lines especially captured my imagination.
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Thank you!! Hope you are well.
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You’re welcome. I am very well, thanks for hoping. What about you?
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Oh! So good to see you here again, Pallavi! The piece is very beautiful, indeed. I missed your writing around here. Hopefully you are doing well.
Cheers
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Your words enhanced the beauty of the twilight Pallavi. Gorgeous ❤️
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Ooh, I love the “synchronous symphonies clash” – I feel like I can hear it!
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Lovely piece, Pallavi! ❤️
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Thank you!!!! Sincerely appreciate your kind words.
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You’re most welcome!
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