She was born free,
but couldn't help being caged in his thoughts.
She loved the stars,
but he shone brighter than them.
She loved the raindrops soaking her,
but it was his love she wanted to drown into.
She loved the infinite sunsets and the sunrises
that she had grown up to see,
but she wanted to be his dawn.
She wanted the bed of roses,
but he gave her the thorns.
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The Midnight Abyss
Poetry(HIGHEST RANKING IN POETRY - #35 ; as on 4th April'17) A perfect blend of serenity and solace, all taking the shape of a freelance poetry. The beautiful journeys of the roads not yet discovered, heartbreaks, newly found love, the highs, the lows, r...
