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    The clouds furled over the gloomy sky ; an await of a heavy downpour chuckled in my misty intellect. The sun seemed to be petrified with the darkness hovering over ; for it had to sojourn concealed amidst them. I was in my dorm ; finding no one to accompany but a lantern whirling along with the gust. I quested through my briefcase and found something gleaming which was a locket. Never did I oblige to acknowledge of why I had this locket after years of grief plunging down my lane. Why was I bestowed with such an ecstatic accessory to adorn my torn attire? I laid it in my hand with incessant thoughts running over my mind.
    Something was strange today. The cold breeze brushing past my face had numbed my senses and the scent of a distant lover unsettled my inner storm. The floor beneath my feet seemed chilly and wet and I shivered in the melancholic cold resonance of his verses.
    My windows remained unlatched , for a white Lily fluttered over my heart - when my mind picturized him lying dead over the tombstone of my heart. It's been years since we met each other for we could never even brief about our whereabouts. All these days seemed never sad thinking about him , but today seemed too dark that it had faded away the certainties. As the florals of the Lilith petals came through I fabricated them into a bouquet garnishing the imagery of the tombstone of my heart. Much exhausted the lilies buried themselves under the earth reflecting his aura before me. I remain startled ; then hid myself beneath my duvet with tears pouring down ; but my heart stayed strong sheltering him with it's tombstone from the heavy downpour rolling down my eyes.

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    Tombstone Of My heart

    // Tombstone of my heart subsisted of - amiable assertions ; bewitching beatitudes ; cordial chortle and delusional detours//
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