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Alone and Lonely
If I had but a
Choice
To choose my fate
Farwell from this world
I'd rather drown
In the pool of tranquility
And die a peaceful death
Alone
Than be suffocated
Out of this lonlely life
Yearning for
Your lack of love.
Monday 20th February 2023 11:50 pm
Moon in the Morning Sky
So out of place
Yet so beautiful
Like the moon
In the morning sky
Losing its shine
And relevance
With the Rising Sun.
Thursday 16th February 2023 6:38 am
Poetry prequels pain
Poetry comes to me
In bits
and pieces
I write it
On a paper
All those
random lines
Which look like
Prequel plots
of
A hurt
not yet felt
I keep losing
this paper
Just like how I
Keep losing the
Thoughts of you
And of
you and me
Confusing
my heart
So I get to
postpone
the hurt--
Tuesday 14th February 2023 4:40 am
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