Wallop in nights, the fade off in their passing blue..
The dearth of sleep & the feigned of a voice near.
A deserted blink in sleep’s tranquil,
I lift my eyelids, wage their heaviness oh’ so near!
Freebie my crisp bright..a cloud’s smear,
Ta-da-la-ties & noose they weave in tight..
Blinded in lurk, the afraid in eyes that sees only me.
A laugh of gush, the puff of that taunt-breathed an air,
Plaudits of a groove that sinks a sunrise in beneath,
In drenched coats & dripping my memories..
Soot a color too leaves, but the heart retains your beats,
But the tunes are let waft, sick of loose ties..
Mandate of love I now have an alibi..
You are gone, burnt is my harbinger of lived a life,
Morbid the ties..sulks of a have had, what am I?
Unmitigated my tangles, the south I see is my lifeline!
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