Oh!
I need to see him.
But it will make me happy.
And then with a pang of my subtle dark luck,
I will lose everything.
Oh!
I will do good.
If only I pursue this,
But with a thunder, my happiness will be stolen,
By the incessant lightening of evil.
Oh!
I will forgive and I will admire myself.
But won't I be happy then,
And something will happen,
To uproot my admiration.
And then I will never be happy again.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...
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