Say You Do | Poem

I would’ve given up those

Untamed desires rise on loneliness,

By sleeping through the storms

Like I missed so much distress before.

Aliana or is it Deathra, my thought plays now

With a strange twist these create new forms,

Some stays and some don’t

Over my course of anxious aloofness.

I would’ve given up on life

Long before,

For what I lurk around, you may know.

┬ęSuraj Jangid


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