Making A New Me? | Poem

Last night,
If I tell you a secret,
I forced my eyes to see,
A world I try yo avoid,
I could not sleep well,
Are you leaving, Deathra?

May I give up and die?
This comes in my mind,
Clouding over emptiness,
Making a new me again,
How many are there, Deathra?

I would not hide,
I feel to talk to Sterling Queen,
I still think lostness,
Have not they tortured me?
Deathra, see me tonight,
Let’s write a new deed.

©Suraj Jangid


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