“Confessions of a madman”

In Writhing of winters:

The shallow puddles of moisture,

Days off in a sweater,

Sounds that resemble symphonies of flicker,

Tropical wind that shutter,

Making heart and hands flutter,

Both might shatter,

The serene cold of winter 

Before you go

Don't you

Forget, I want you ,

more than you'll 

Ever know.

Leaving ...

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Times takes about titans,

But short lived curtains

Curtails happiness;

Clothes that wouldn't dry,

Clouds and eyes that cry,

Wet lands that sigh,

Visible shivers that reply,

Trees and aspirations that lie,

fritters I fry,

With the tea I try,

Are you a random passerby?

Give me a heartfelt highfy(5),

No matter what I try

Your piece of mind; I couldn't buy

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