I reap languid reminisce
Of pretty restive, clandestine moments
Euphorically fey and the penultimate hope
Clamoring and growling
As an avalanche tumbling down
Into deadly icy memoirs.
You wore the earth
On your perk-up eyebrow
Contoured with the sky
And bestowed me
With your cupid bow.
I sustained on your life kisses
Novel fragrance of stolen affinity
Made my afflictions alloy
Stopped it dead until cease.
Though you were a robust mother
I felled down your arms
Was not I, enough a child
To hold my lungs for a better cry.
I galloped under the rainbow
Spectrum of your adorable
In the bright sky of hug.
Alas! We could have
A Thought of sizzled dreams
That they were coconut enough
For a couple of sparrow.
Past, always dead
And same with the memories too
Engraved under the soil of rituals
So painful for the two hearts
Being smashed under uncountable hoofs since years.
Why deserve to be a misogynist
And broken love—
Seldom good a reason to hate someone.
Drowning a brown smile into my hair lip
I imagine your aura
With a feasible spouse
And an angle in your lap.
On the top of a barren butte
Its painful waiting rising sun
Still few shy of the horizon
May I ask, why you drink morning
And I endeavor morns
I have more dusky moments to tread towards
A black hole afterwards.
Of pretty restive, clandestine moments
Euphorically fey and the penultimate hope
Clamoring and growling
As an avalanche tumbling down
Into deadly icy memoirs.
You wore the earth
On your perk-up eyebrow
Contoured with the sky
And bestowed me
With your cupid bow.
I sustained on your life kisses
Novel fragrance of stolen affinity
Made my afflictions alloy
Stopped it dead until cease.
Though you were a robust mother
I felled down your arms
Was not I, enough a child
To hold my lungs for a better cry.
I galloped under the rainbow
Spectrum of your adorable
In the bright sky of hug.
Alas! We could have
A Thought of sizzled dreams
That they were coconut enough
For a couple of sparrow.
Past, always dead
And same with the memories too
Engraved under the soil of rituals
So painful for the two hearts
Being smashed under uncountable hoofs since years.
Why deserve to be a misogynist
And broken love—
Seldom good a reason to hate someone.
Drowning a brown smile into my hair lip
I imagine your aura
With a feasible spouse
And an angle in your lap.
On the top of a barren butte
Its painful waiting rising sun
Still few shy of the horizon
May I ask, why you drink morning
And I endeavor morns
I have more dusky moments to tread towards
A black hole afterwards.
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