Corner Couch

Ishika Gautam

The web at the corner,
Bonded with me as well,
The room was so filled,
But at the corner I mostly dwelled,
Glances on my ceiling,
Where the webs were so close,
In the dark room I used to sit,
On my couch i used to froze,
From dripping my tears on the floor,
To finding my bliss there,
I used to love that dark,
Glad that lights never cared.

  • Author: I.G. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 6th, 2022 09:37
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 11
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