Dear 2017…

a poem to 2017

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Luminescence.

When the twilight fades to the still black of the night sky, the emptiness cloaks everything that once was. The lightless air rises from below the sea bed to the air at peak high. Its the only time you earnestly look out but your eyes seem closed. Looking up at the stars dotting the black …

Carpe Diem.

In a quick paced world that never skips a spin, its easy to get lost in the hours, minutes and seconds of it all. After every turn, every loss of direction, you think of what could of been. Many ups and downs, many situations have and are yet to befall. It can get so solemnly …