I still brood over each day from dusk to dawn when clans in the castle bloomed with tenderness, the turn of phrase they mumbled to each other were puffed with melody of sweet verse, every word they whispered have tied them in a melodious knot like the golden oldie is plugged into us with melody so peaceful and calm. The gesture had some admirable flow of melody because of the love it is locked up with, which at no time gave the green light to evil cards to rupture the melodious tune. All those sweet, inspiring, pleasant verses are safe in my heart which elicited a smile on my broken face when they pronounced heartbreaking melodies of rudeness and selfishness like a toxic ray of unhappiness on top eradicating every blood cell filtered with melody of hope. I try to reframe the tune composing all the beautiful things that imprints every heart and soul with the melody of ecstasy again, which will tack on every broken melodious dot and make the abode jubilant home again.
~Ayesha Khalid
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