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The Thrill Of Late Summer (Other Form)

Oh the thrill of summer joy and beaches,
now that August is that hidden countdown,
let the children play with vibrant air mirth,
they may not sense not of yet autumn signs,
one wonders do grown ups either let’s say,
the sea, blue waves, tides, fragile sandcastles,
might seem just that bit icy to bare toes,
if one stares at flocks of birds wavering,
with less vim and valour there’s a reason,
and garden flowers may lose their bright hues,
but still let’s revel in the remainder,
as its sunshine spirit still somehow reigns

I Dived Into The Cauldron Of Magic Potion And

Catapulted into seething temperatures beyond the imagination
risking excitement in escapades that may seem inane,
potential hazard weighted against predicament predestined,
at some future stage I might peer backwards and reassess,
initial impetuousness under caustic supernatant thumbnail,
maybe I might indeed blush with profound mortification,
a recondite feverish facial blush in a notional rear mirror,
within a wide sweep of  circumspect gargantuan rational,
I might gingerly sanction an avid  zealous gumption,

The Ultimate Guide to Writing Business Quotes That Win Clients

Whether you're managing a business or working solo as a freelancer or contractor, gaining new clients is always part of the journey, and it’s crucial for your business success too. Do you know? New clients for your business can be achieved by sending professional quotes. These quotes play a vital role in business development. 

But many of them fail in this process as they are not familiar with creating professional quotes. To help them out, this blog lists out the step-by-step guide to create the quotes. 

What are Business Quotes? 

Fermentation

Her voice, it made no sound.
Her feet, they could not walk.
Yet you heard what you wanted.
Even though she could not talk.

She could not run from you.
The poison far too strong.
You played to her a melody.
Forcing her to play along.

Your ears may only hear.
That of what your eyes will see.
You never noticed prices.
You’d take what you want for free.

But prices still exist here.
And someone has to pay.
There will be no more waiting.
The collectors come today.

She covered both her ears.
She closed her eyes real tight.

Ode to the Other Self

Though you're oblivious to the outside, You reside somewhere on the inside. You're a part of me, I become a turbulent sea. You arise from the unknown, You shoot your arrows, And I bear the sorrows— These are not seeds I have sown. You hide in the stygian night, You carry out your bidding even while I'm in the light. I fight the unseen, They remain invisible on the screen. I journey across borders and into new territories, I wander through meadows, Which fall into various categories. You sometimes emerge from the shadows.

Point To Something

ng the windows
no need to close
to shut until
further notice
there’s colour
in the sky
and in the air
atmosphere
in a charged
rainbow bubble
just don’t stop
wait act now
the odds may
not be so fine
as the morning
unfolds, unveils
unsure of what
might happen
at a later point
swallow that sense
of elation as it
points to something
magic, marvellous
elevating and bright
let each person start
to cross that pathway
it isn’t difficult to
I view bursts of
pure sunlit rays
seize them and
commit to memory

Одна случайность, которая изменила всё

Я раньше тоже не верил в перемены. Думал, что если жизнь идёт по кругу — с утра на работу, вечером домой, то уже всё: поезд ушёл, пора просто принять, что дальше будет так же. Каждый день похож на предыдущий, с разницей лишь в погоде или количестве пробок. Жена рядом, но каждый занят своими делами. Дети выросли, у них своя жизнь. Друзья давно куда-то пропали. Некоторые спились, другие просто растворились в своей рутине. А я будто бы остался один на один со временем, которое просто течёт. Жизни — как таковой — нет. Есть только существование.

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