I have lived through many days and slept through many nights; I have witnessed a million moments and experienced a billion hues and all the shades of blacks and whites.
Nothing, I repeat, ‘Nothing’ has ever come close to those few moments I spent with you, watching the monsoon rain flood the streets of that small town surrounded by mighty mountains and covered with dark and threatening, yet calm and soothing clouds.
Those days weren’t a part of this same life.
Even if I were to lose my memory, I am pretty confident that I will never lose the memory of those days.
Those moments are etched on my hippocampus so deep that even if I try, I won’t lose them. Or maybe, they are etched on a different brain, that is mine but not the one that is.
All those days were like a break in the space-time continuum. Maybe, those were the only days in my reality that I spent in a place where time was what it is supposed to be; An Illusion.
On all those calming days and the foggy mystical nights, in a moment it seemed as if no time had passed at all. The next moment, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
Being with you, watching the wonders of nature; I felt like we were together for just a few seconds. The moment you walked out, it seemed like hours had passed by.
All those illusions of time took over my reality. I experienced it all.
The best part is, when it actually happened, I felt like it was just a few minutes; a handful of moments. Now, after years, when I go down the memory lane, I strangely happen to recollect ‘days’ of that mystical experience.
Those weren’t just moments that I lived. I lived days in every moment. I lived lifetimes in a day. And a day, seemed like a moment.
P.S. So mystical and uncertain was that “Love In The Mountains”.
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Dude you got me with the lines black and white hues and I just started reading your poetry!
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Wow wow wow even if I lose my memory I will never forget that Id, superego and ego delicate moment! Dag I am almost wistful. Thank you for following me but I gotta say ya got Burmaโs vainas going on!๐๐ฉ๐ด๐ฏโค๏ธ๐ฎ!!!
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We write poetry alike.
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I am sorry, but I don’t really consider this poetry.
These are more of, free thoughts.
I do write poetry too.
I am a bit of an old-school in that area.
Poetry, to me, is something that has eternal rhythm to it.
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Beautiful writing. I am amused and impressed with your writing. Its too good..!
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We wrote poetry at some point in our Eternal Lives! I sound like you. WOW I look forward to seeing the other ones.๐คฌ๐คฃ๐
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๐ Sure.
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The ๐ฆ campus! Dag I thought I had exclusive rights on That One. Jeez, jajaja
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Buenas vainas? DR phrase means Good Shit!๐๐โ๏ธ๐ฉ๐ด๐ช๐
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I thought you meant Burma Vainas.
The spice.๐
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My ex wife of 20 years we had a moment in the mountains of Nigua Arriba, Tamboril; Santiago, Republica Dominicana. Almost 30 years ago hence the poem DOES RESONATE. TY.
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I am glad. I mean, I should be. Should I?
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Pero seguro que Si! Mija(contraction used in DR for my daughters ๐๐๐โ๏ธโค๏ธ๐๐ฟ) Dios te bendiga! Smile ๐
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Dude is a generic term applies to Guys! ๐๐ฟ I donโt like offensive words.
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Things would get crazy, if it turns out that I am not a guy!
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Dude is akin to Guys. Sorry I offended
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It would be grand, Entranced at the portals leading straight from Hermesโ, Gabrielโs arrows unto your feminine โค๏ธ . Supple, warm like loamy soil; drop your seeds and watch the whole world grow, exponentially and get this; 36 weeks and Baby becomes PART OF HISTORY! Woohoo
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Langston Hughes s the great poet said, Poetry is what you write down and donโt revise. My point, whom is to decide free thoughts arenโt Poetry? Trump or you when faced with a compliment decide to chide the horse ๐ด ๐ปing ๐? I am really really Old ๐ซ O.G. From the dirty NYC who is sensitive to the echoes of discontent which i hope doesnโt come my way again!!! Exactly.๐๐ฟ๐๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ด๐ข
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Wow. Such a beautiful write.
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I love the way you express yourself. I canโt wait to read more.
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Thank you so much.๐
Hope you find other posts equally satisfying and worth reading.
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M glad i came across your post! Such a blissful read
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And I am glad that you liked it.
Thank you๐
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I loved โI lived lifetimes in a dayโ. Itโs just an overall lovely piece of writing. ๐
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This is such a beautiful post. It reminds me of the time I met my wife. Thank you for sharing. Stay safe.
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This is really beautiful ๐
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You caught the moments. Beautiful narrative ๐๐
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Exceptionally beautiful ๐
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Definitely love. Soul memories. Beautifully written
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My pleasure ๐ผ
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Those werenโt just moments that I lived. I lived days in every moment. I lived lifetimes in a day. And a day, seemed like a moment.
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Ahhh how beautiful! Your words simply echo the love and gratitude that overflow from your heart! โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
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This resonated with me a lot: I lived days in every moment. I lived lifetimes in a day. And a day, seemed like a moment.
Beautiful writing. ๐๐
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When thighs move, his, the shivers begin to gyrate and penetrate the layers as the onion rings give way to Xstasy; not a bad place to be!๐๐โ๏ธ
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This was beautiful! I want that love!
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Wow
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Love your writing style
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