Pathetic Melodious Pattern

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Pathetic melodious pattern

Fabricated words

Fail to utter the real heart’s rhymes

They will always fail.

That in itself is a tragedy.

The biggest tragedy!

A doctor may suggest a drug

To your placid thoughts

Yet bouncing heart;

But it will never heal you.

A poet though can feel you.

Here are lines with no rhythm

For I am certain none equals that of this emotion.

Stand still you agitated soul of mine

You have found your mate, your twin.

Now, shine.

Shine upon my deserted within.

Shine upon me.

Free me.. and my eyes, so dim.

My loveliest.. My bittersweet emotion..

My celestial devotion !