Season of love!
Now let me argue
When you mention the bright red rose
and the intoxicating weather under its influence surely,
love has never been synonymous with,
any particular season for me
It's like when rivers, drowning in the ocean,
erode the banks
and leave behind a taste of sweetness
Time stealthily makes its journey
and leaves its mark on the back of memories like algae
It's all slippery here
But the fingers holding the rudder bear the blue stains of the stiff rope
She doesn't forget her wound
So many autumns have come
Spring remains yellow and vibrant
It is free from the weight of the past
Finally, the cold glaciers melts
and rivers flows
Love is not about being imprisoned in a cage, but about being free
The shadows of moments are captured in the camera of a photographer
It is not just time, but it remains unattached...
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏 @vikbuddy
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