He had the power to reside in heart of every soul he ever met.
He was divine and serene like Himalayan waters.
His body was ephemeral but his soul was immortal .
Looking in those old eyes,
I saw the struggle, the wars, the life , the love ,the sacrifice, the thing
That will never be same again
All was caged in those eyes....never to be played again.
so I did this thing awhile back and it’s been a hot minute, so I’m restarting it
Reblog this post and I will stalk your tumblr and write a poem based on your aesthetic
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Who said,
Sun is brightest
Haven't you seen the
beauty of moon
In dark sky.