Gains

Ishika Gautam

The blunt nights of my pain,

Enhanced the burns in my vein,

Heart raced to possible the insane,

I still ask for what does it gain? 

 

Does it gain the solitude of soul?

Or does it let you decide your own goal?

The peace is all it perishes so,

With all the broken dreams stored in a black hole.

 

Does it gain my buoyant poetry?

Or does it never lets you in the cemetery?

'Cause all my poems made me so teary,

And the death would eventually hold my hand dearly.

 

Did i ever gain a smile in return?

Or glee to possess which I earned,

To keep breathing till its my turn,

To end my blunt nights and all of the burns.

  • Author: I.G. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 26th, 2022 02:54
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  • Category: Sad
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