She is a poem🩰

Purple Butterflies violates the bliss black scenario of her;

Chocolates are the thing that reminds her of him,maybe;

The transfered transmission and communication are upto rhythms;

Like those dancers,the steps are all perfectly blended in sync;

Where she want to go head over heels and fall over at same time;

Quaveringly twitched, his voice and so his answers are;

Building a barriers and breaking them every single time,became a habit;

Weekends are never same as before,like it's just Saturday and sunday;

Annoying happiest things are the wrong time right person, Am I wrong?

Giggled stupidity are the jokes that she laughed once she called Cliché too;

Hell man! ,she had a illicit perspective view of the book before buying it?

She doubted the plot Eventhough she knows it's a egregiously million dollar pages;

Lamented smelled her allover, but the perfume is Lily of the valley;

Never in her twenties; she imagined this kinda she will happen to see her like this;

Ineptitude is her bonus skill that she never prepared for;

Rhododendron became her month of July,Daisy got her on choke;

Narcissus and Heather is what she is wishing for the rest of the year 2024 with some geranium;

Waiting to unbox the hidden files of her is what keeping her to go for it;

May she only finds the love in her books and fictional characters, Jesus christ;

But she was enchanted to see the drizzling rain in the middle of july;

Nightmares are the things she is feeling while living in the present,daydream maybe?

She wanted to be the shades of violet,immense,purity,Real love,even after the faded colours;

God,Please help her;Eventually heal her with some Lavenders;

To all her never ending fairytale, just be her dior bag and adore her;

Allergic to caffeine and loving the smell of coffee is the hardest quality she have;

Trope was unexpected and peculiarities expected her to bewitching ,not yet;

Let all the Red Velvets,Red roses and Red wines finds Her just like how words made her a poet;