लाल इझक
(LAAL ISHQ)
Red love
Without you i'm as useless as a parched river
Water seeps into the cracks and it is no use
I pass by museums and every picture in there paints you
My lips crack they dry without your kiss
Every syllable you spoke had "ras" in it
nectar. I speak of nectar
I have lost myself loving you
Like van gogh i cut my ear and paint white and black words of love
You are my sanity
Do not parch me.
I'm thirsty.
YOU ARE READING
कथा | rotten poems
PoesiaMy helplessness has written itself in words , o woe. I surrunder to you all of me. Copyright @ Mehak COMPLETED // 2019
