May Come Days I Feel Alive | Poem

I couldn’t say what’s more dreadful;

Having intention to close wounds,

Having nightmares of forceful life;

I would live in a dungeon, created by fears.

I wouldn’t if these fears would calm,

They feels like I killed hundreds of me,

Knowing I couldn’t remember the sins

I committed for freedom I thought deserved.

Let’s talk about our night to meet,

Deathra, I couldn’t stand alone more,

The emptiness screams painful words,

The void doesn’t know love as it is;

May come the days soon I feel alive.

©Suraj Jangid


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