Drunk in a utopian stuporEuphoric joy, looking at the sunsetJust like a dream that refuse to fade;As we talk about theories of reincarnation,Vibes of uncanny familiarity dawns inUs, the place and the conversation!
Note: This is an acrostic poem. It is a poetry form, where the first letter of each line of the poem (read vertically) spells out a word. The poem is about the message of the word formed.
Read Letters from the Soul #3 here
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