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The future seems beautiful, By imagining in different ways. My mind seems thoughtful, By entering into different vision. Future has contrasting vision, Which is difficult to realize but we need to be thoughtful. We have to find correct path from faded ways. We have to work hard to make our future beautiful. We have to understand ourself to be thoughtful, And choose the path which is correct in our ways Not by others which only seems beautiful. Let others change their mind but we have to stick to our vision. There are hundreds of ways, But most of us are attracted to the one which only seems beautiful. It's because they lack correct vision, And choose it without being thoughtful. Sestina poem ⛦ Mandatory hashtags: #WCworddictionchallenge #Worddiction #Worddict_Club #WCsestinapoem
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// Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, signifying love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual and unnatural downpours, And those small, sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing memories, For my past, with you, was like a red blooming rose. //Caption // Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, growing signifying our once blooming love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where my thoughts collide, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual, non-seasonal, and unnatural downpours, And those small puddles, which become an ocean for the small sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing, melodious, bizarre memories, For my past, with you, was happy, blissful, growing like a red bloom
// Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, growing signifying our once blooming love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where my thoughts collide, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual, non-seasonal, and unnatural downpours, And those small puddles, which become an ocean for the small sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing, melodious, bizarre memories, For my past, with you, was happy, blissful, growing like a red bloom
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