Perhaps I'm glad I
Drank the love,
And fell to my doom, loving you.
I fled and I flied.
I flew too close,
Too close to my sun, to you.
Atleast I touched the Sun,
I fought the Gods,
I made one weak too.
So as long as the sun,
Burns bright in the sky,
So shall my love burn in history too.
Khushi
11/10/2○2○
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Debris Of The Heart( A collection of Poems)
PoetryNever come to me with tears in your eyes, Mind with regret, remorse and lies.... A collection of Poems for those who are lost. Witten by: khushinine000
