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Why So?
Every night,when i go to bed,
I hark back to, for what you said,
Your word sucks on the wetness of my mind,
Like counting a star in soaring cloud!!
I want to find every touch of grief & care,
Apparently,i can't hold myself back,
As you have got open slather here,
Like Conduit of wet and deep desire!
Going through the darkest of days,
Trapped inside my mind & i can't escape,
Nothing feels own and safe around me,
As my heart & mind is feeling so helpless !
Really!! he don't like me? but it's ok,
I like myself in all possible way,
Everything will be alright and Ok,
And that's what my therapy says.
© Rinki bhardwaj
I hark back to, for what you said,
Your word sucks on the wetness of my mind,
Like counting a star in soaring cloud!!
I want to find every touch of grief & care,
Apparently,i can't hold myself back,
As you have got open slather here,
Like Conduit of wet and deep desire!
Going through the darkest of days,
Trapped inside my mind & i can't escape,
Nothing feels own and safe around me,
As my heart & mind is feeling so helpless !
Really!! he don't like me? but it's ok,
I like myself in all possible way,
Everything will be alright and Ok,
And that's what my therapy says.
© Rinki bhardwaj
