Sour The Love Wounds | Poem

I remember those eyes,

Don’t look me with those,

In the darkness I breathe,

Not other woman saw like that,

My soul slept for decades,

Your eyes had the death.

Was I dreaming of your affection?

There’s no light to see each other,

But I saw your eyes in death,

What did you love of caged?

I owned plenty oceans of them.

Look at me again like that,

I don’t feel alive, those urges again,

Come, dearest,

Poison me of sleep,

Like the nights of stars,

Like the love of longing.

┬ęSuraj Jangid


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