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Highest ranking :#1 in romanticpoem #3 in sadpoem #8 in poetry Dwelled, Drenched,Drowned, to stay apart and unknown, We were bound. Drowned, Drenched, Dwelled to get glimpse virtually, it was knelled. Dwelled, Drowned, Drenched in each other's dreamy memories, our heart will stay clenched. ***** I was on the verge of getting dwell, before I'd refrain myself i was oh- so slowly drenched, when i realised i was drenched- it was too late- cause that's when i drowned, Drowned in his Cresent honey orbs, which was outlined by innocence, happiness and its absence, hatred, a distorted soul so pure and sacred. Nothingness of the John keats' poem was me, while his eyes were Golden honey, mine were just a pair of mud. ***** THIS BOOK CONTAINS POEMS OF MINE. WHICH ARE WRITTEN BY ME. AND THOUGHT BY MYSELF. POEMS REGARDING UNREQUITED LOVE :') Instagram:- @poeticalyx ******* THANK YOU FOR CLICKING ON THIS BOOK!!
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