What If? | Poem

What if I hurt myself,

I’ll be alive for more.

What if I embrace death,

I’ll be asking for more.

What if I’m burning in lust,

I’ll be wandering alone.

What if I call you,

I’ll be hiding my love.

What if I pain myself,

I’ll be bathing in blood.

What if I ask Liebe to hug,

I’ll be sleeping in darkness.

What if I make love to Deathra,

I’ll be sleeping to wake.

What if I write hatred,

I’ll be asking for love.

Deathra, bleed me once more!

©Suraj Jangid


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