me and my heartthe sodium metal in oceanic waters
how the blasts can stop
til the sodium is exhausted of its atoms
but why the stupid blasts are bothered about you: my heart asks
this is how I talk to you
in abysmal ways
some too mundane
other beyond exotic
I know you're a critique of the yester moments
may be
but the moments with you
they go beyond time
like the nanons of the universe
I do wonder
at my heart
why its impatient
round the clock
my soul intervenes
the ecclesiastical silence gets broken
it smiles
the reverberated sounds
when it comes to me
it speaks a lot
I hardly understand
may be
its speaks something of you
I am less accustomed to
the defeats
my heart
the veteran
it whispers
when did I win
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