Fragility

in the silence I found my melody
a perfect note for the imperfection within,
lost in the rhythmic solitude
“dance, dance”, a cry from the soul,
feet touching the ground with every jeté
like water droplets rolling in the ocean,
body floating on the face of fading gravity
hands tenderly touching the sky,
dopamine

Published by mrinalsemia

Hi, I'm Mrinal. Constantly trying to make sense of my life through stories.

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