WIP

WIP

Sunny skies
And lavender eyes.
The taste of rain
Biting back scathing pain.

A sense of serendipity
Masks away the vulnerability.
Escapade from the known,
Traded for tombstones.

I have no idea where I wanted to go with this! I just lived the sound of sunny skies and lavender eyes and bam! Here I am writing a rhyme poem. I guess I need to find a purpose/theme to this poem and then maybe I can turn into something meaningful.

Randhika Aturaliya 17′ || Online Content Manager



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