I sleep at the time of your waking
You yawn at my desperatation
Screams inside turn into white noise
It feels like the time of the wolves
I crack at the sound of your fumes
Too close to the sun now
Flares of your regret too near
My eyes melt at the sight of you now
I lie when I say i’ll move
Circling around in my mind and outside
Vices can’t contain this sanity
I fall when I try to memorise
the fading image of our doom
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“I lie when I say i’ll move.” I love that line. Grace and peace.
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Thank you!
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Perfect poem from an amazingly perfect blogger
Great job
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Glad you loved it! Thanks, you’re so sweet!
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You’re really good at this! Teach me! 😛
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Thank you! Practice and introspecting is the only teaching if you want to call it that 😛
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I liked the image you paired with this. Did you take the picture? Good post!
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Thank you. Yes I did! It was at a beach in Alibaug
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Oh wow that’s so cool!
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Beautiful!
Well done!
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Thank you man!
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