Scribble Meet | Poem

If telling your failures, regrets, show wounds,

Oh lady! I’m having my drink till you leave.

If knowing what fears speak in togetherness,

Oh lady! I’ve taken secrets to the grave.

If caressing takes your mind away,

Oh lady! I think of you in times I spare.

If destiny sees the future of the world,

It may get scared of the words it would write.

┬ęSuraj Jangid

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Dark Humor Author | Poet | Creative Fountain | Borderline Personality | Proofreader | Content Writer | Automobile Lover | Found me at surajjangid.sam@gmail.com.

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