Lekhny composition -13-Apr-2022
Dew drop of time
I'm a lost puppy ,
My body has failed me
My instincts crucified my heart ,
And this will that my chest holds
Is nothing but. a cry for the end ,
The scars that have marked my skin for
Years are the evidence of my endurance ,
And the ones my heart hold are the embodiment of
Pain ,
They sting me like an eternal thorn and wound
My soul ,
Kill my spirit ,
But they never have enough ,
Time seems to be against me
As it seems that it also can't heal the unseen
Wounds caged in my heart .
Thee° entangled
Reyaan
15-Apr-2022 04:02 PM
Nice 👌
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Sachin dev
15-Apr-2022 02:15 PM
Very nice 👌
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Niraj Pandey
14-Apr-2022 12:24 AM
nice one
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