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What if I stopped using metaphors? //read full p

What if I stopped using metaphors? //read full poem in caption// We use monochrome filters for the ruins we capture through the camera lenses. As if, the laughter that echoes off its walls and the tears that draw invisible patterns in its cracks might come alive when time freezes in two extreme hues. We immediately jump in and extend vibrancy to instances that are better suited to stay huddled up in dim closets. Illusion, silhouettes, a romantic desperation, a certain wistful longing, unreal forevers, orange dreams and so on. I've surrounded myself in metaphors as I walk the street, as I take a turn, as I make my way back home and as I finally rest. What if I stopped using metaphors? Every sun kissed alley, every strained harmony, every shrouded rainbow of the moon, every second slipping away into a giant hollow of tomorrows that might never come. What if, all the metaphors came real?
What if I stopped using metaphors? //read full poem in caption// We use monochrome filters for the ruins we capture through the camera lenses. As if, the laughter that echoes off its walls and the tears that draw invisible patterns in its cracks might come alive when time freezes in two extreme hues. We immediately jump in and extend vibrancy to instances that are better suited to stay huddled up in dim closets. Illusion, silhouettes, a romantic desperation, a certain wistful longing, unreal forevers, orange dreams and so on. I've surrounded myself in metaphors as I walk the street, as I take a turn, as I make my way back home and as I finally rest. What if I stopped using metaphors? Every sun kissed alley, every strained harmony, every shrouded rainbow of the moon, every second slipping away into a giant hollow of tomorrows that might never come. What if, all the metaphors came real?
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