Eyes sightless,
Words spotless,
I have been hallucinating,
For your presence always.
Cold smacked your nudge,
Your ageing presence,
Resides besides me.
The vehemence aside me,
Your hallucinated poltergeist gets.
Maybe I’m meshuga,
Maybe I’m not,
But it’s all about,
How vigorously we have got across.
Baby intimacy has left,
But the love stands inert,
Hallucinating our fate,
In the world,
Where you are the bird
And I’m the wings
Flying high to the our horizons.
Beautifully written. 🙂
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Thank you so much!! 🙂
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what a hallucination that was.
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Thank you so much!! 🙂
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