Extant Letter…
Everything is precisely a fib,
Laze under deep, to wake you up at death bed,
For the life , you must,
For the death, its heretofore there.
Shh, don’t cry, you’ll be eavesdropped : schizophrenic.
I wish to sour, to taste the sweet zephyr,
Can i, can-i be unfettered…Unfettered from the chains of anxiety, that lugging me back into the river whenever i try to stand?
Dream the undreamt,
To discern the solicitousness ,
Inculpate the heat , that burning you with its frore,
Don’t clasp, you need to be bold, to let go or to be unfold!
Grey i be,
For the rainbow of pang,
Am i being me?
Dirge i sang,
Dirge that arcane under my eyes, it comes out when it rains.
One last time, let me cry,
For, i live in ev’ry goodbye,
Fostered a bulwark against misery,
Still, in a forest i lay – to die .
©reserved.
Gray I be, for the rainbow of pang… ❤
Thank you
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Lovely!!!
Thanks parul
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Always a pleasure 🙂
Inculpate the heat that burning you with frore….💞💞💞💞😗
Awesome ….!!!!!😘😘😘😘
Eliza,
Thank you❤️
You are so sweet 🙂
Yr welcome Sahil..💞💞💞
Well written. “Still, in a forest I lay – to die .” Remarkable!
Thank you akash,
Glad that you liked it.
Stay blessed 🙂
The tropes you have used are so rich in literary content. Anand Bose from Kerala
Thats a huge laudation, Anand
Thanks a lot😊
Stay blessed.
Love from New Delhi 🙂
Very nice write man!
Appreciate that,
Thanks brother😊