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Written by Zenstry (Priyanshu)
What is left behind when they nicked off — when they rose above and beyond the worldly reverie? Once, they were our nocturne too — the lavish behind our chaos. This is for the gem, never troth lost.
They lost da gem.
But da gem? — Never forgot geming.
Yet, it's elysian vibes
Crushed and thrushed erstwhile,
Beneath the high-stakes revamp —
“Setbacks.”
It gets their vestige fainted itself.
Still —
The languid-transcendental resistivity of the gem
Remains unwild.
Unhanded fain.
Perhaps... the languid-seraphic resplendence.
May their pursuits embrace
The verily of gemstones.
From the nuisance wind of Zenstry — that blossoms through all time, in breath, in death.
“Zephyr of Thee” is a poem by Zenstry, penned in the words of Priyanshu. It exemplifies the state of being when one is crushed by another moving ahead. It reflects how it feels to be the gem — abandoned, yet still gleaming with full-fledged energy from within.
In love, transformation, muse, and ink—
ZENSTRY X Priyanshu
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