Another day, passed.
I am still here, stuck in between
Saying it or keeping it.
Your eyes, and my eyes
Met.
Your smiles, and my smiles are parallel.
You held my hand, I held yours.
But, I am not sure, what does it mean.
It can either be a concrete friendship
Or an abstract feeling.
My mind doesn't want to conclude
But my heart, have seen everything
During the prelude.
But, my thoughts include,
It can either be a concrete peer
Or an abstract fear
Coming from the fear of being unreciprocated
Coming from the fear of unrequited
Feelings.
Earth, I need one more day,
To make a way,
Whether to say it alive
Or keep it alive.
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
