IndigoA Poem by moog-drikaI don't know why I love playing with the sky so much :3The
sky was caramelized, to
produce a discerning mirage on its skin. The
breeze was crispy: it
added a fierce flavor to the scenario. Mouth of that ravenous seashore was filled with layers of licit ocean. It was not a vanilla reflection, it rather had the skin of tender sky. I tried to make a drawing of their subtle
conversation. With a brittle heart, I sighed. Damn! It was heavy. © 2019 moog-drikaFeatured Review
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17 Reviews Added on January 17, 2019 Last Updated on February 17, 2019 Authormoog-drikaAboutHey this is Mugdha, a thought poker, a life giver of words. I'm mostly into dark poetry and have a great appetite for reviving inanimate souls. I think they love me for this gesture but that's my pa.. more..Writing
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