Obliviate

Because all I feel now is a soul filled with unending poetry and having no one to listen to it. As I speak the verses, I only see the minds of the people looking back at me with an impression that I’m a lunatic fool which makes me feel that I shouldn’t have spoken in the first place.

I wonder how does everyone does this so frequently and fluently without over thinking. I wonder what special qualities they have which I don’t possess. I wonder why me looking​ into your eyes makes me feel a million things which sometimes cannot even be written in poetry. I wonder if I will ever understand the meanings of the signs the universe gives me.

I wonder if my okay will forever be an obliviate.

Yesterday’s blog is here.

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