Mystic

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    a little bit of mystic in the air ...

    Mystic



    Mystic

     

    Incense of souls

    Floating lightly above seas

    Encountering vapours surrendered in tides

    Inhaling its essence, while gently embrace.

    Caress ... caress...

    Emanates illusions of the 4 seasons

    Enveloping ones’ mind in optical delusion

    Gathering the un-gatherable

    Mesmerizing its gullible prey

    Stay ... stay...

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Nassira’s Poems (5)

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