I Pray, It Is Passing! | Poem

When I am anxious,
I see lightness they show,
Each alive fragment screams,
Burns in land of neediness,
Who are you, Deathra?
You enjoy the distance, which create,
Two in pain of nothingness’ life.

Forgive me for paining myself,
Something needs inside,
Everything longs inside,
I pray,
It is passing!
This moment of chaos,
Is even mine to mess with

©Suraj Jangid


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