Glimpse

Glimpse Of Something

I imagine The Universe is allowed to make mistakes…

It fixes its own-self and erases the accidents that it makes…

Time and people disappear…

Intangibles we are told to hold dear…

Time is to be kept and glorified with silver and gold bands…

People are bound by ticking of minute hands…

Stories re-written…

Love becomes un-smitten…

People are dismissed…

Lips never kissed…

Moments no longer matter…

Reflections left to scatter…

-Madamchryzl-

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