Your Questions

As there are no plausible replies to the genuine queries

Timeless ardour has settled elsewhere; there are only voids

Indiscernible time wearies the nobility- only empty promises

Initially, there are no guilty feelings, only euphoric desires

Somewhere, deep down, there are docile pleasures

Pretentious communications fail to convince the soul

There is nothing to be bewildered anymore… only usual worries

Unanswered questions, incarcerated heart, and broken desires


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