in the valley until dawn
you left me with no traces.
each moment you cracked our liaison
i spiral our necks with 'braces.
a molecular ecstasy
with my profound insanity—
asking myself why
madness comes with my anomality—
begging myself to die.
chastised lunacy
December 31, 2022 (time when it was posted)
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Pieces of Moonbeams
PoetryPieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am rel...
