Brought the softest bed
but; forgot it won't tag a
sleep along,
ablazing prolonged
nights one after another
sacrificing lot many
dreams to hone Leisure./
even after gain luxuries of kind;
still myself went pious,
steep is what the path
precipitous were the tomorrows;
seems nowhere smooth.//
Hoax for rest haggle to the others who watch from out,
but, faltering audacity of self;
even after your betray
i worship you
as if it is benevolence on me./
perhaps, emotions of soul were not seasonal atleast for myself,
nonetheless, heart is impassioned rather adicted
to feel you filled at an emptiness i held indepth.//
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