Breath in thy memory, my soul sustains.
Endure not thy thoughts
When Torn Apart the strand of love,
Left the hand, that holds tight,
distance drained my thirst.
Evolving through the tempest of emotions,
Disgust embroidered all over,
In quest of a precision within,
Unparalleled with myself, as the space you left is untenanted,
Learnt to remain wicked, unmatched.
- Author: Bhagi\'s Blog ( Offline)
- Published: May 23rd, 2022 23:16
- Category: Love
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