Do you know
That you touched
The inner being inside me?
You made me smile
Like I never used to be.
You sang those songs
Or hummed the lyrics
Like an orchestra
Blown by the crossing wind.
My heart once was blindfolded
Played game of exploit
Caught up in a labyrinth.
I was always capable of intimacy
But stuck in scraped concave
Within undisturbed hollowness
But never would I trace back
Same path of misery
When I knew a magic in the curb.
Now I waved my flag
I summoned a surrender
Finally, the quest is over.
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
