Hide from me what is the truth
my eyes can't see anymore, any of it
hanging from the edge,
hurts my fingers
even my tears are tired now
of being held back tight
they so want to come out now,
only as those of joy
they don't understand
and for a moment,
i don't want to console either
all i crave for
is your palm on my forehead
a warm whisper
telling me that you're here
right by me,
though you aren't
lie to me, and
i won't blame you
cut out on my hands, new lines
such that our fates meet, fleetingly
somehow, make it happen
get me you
get me you
let me love,
unbridled
love, unbridled
wanting nothing in return
3 comments:
Hmmmm.
Wow !!
The words seem to leap from the screen and stop you in gut-wrenching sorrow...
This is one of the best I have ever come across !
"cut out on my hands, new lines
such that our fates meet, fleetingly
somehow, make it happen
get me you"
PURE GOLD..!
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