Bedlam

I was dying a slow death,

There was no heaviness in my breath,

I lost my ego and stubbornness,

I was drowning in the blackness.

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That's when our lives crossed,

Like the moment a flower blooms,

My soul glossed,

Burning the blackness with your bright fumes.

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The night broke into dawn,

But it felt like an eon,

No need of yesterday or tomorrow,

With You, This moment is enough for that I know.

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Words are not required as long as we live,

Our eyes are enough to speak volumes,

With You every moment is festive,

Allowing each other to subsume.

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Your presence has a sense of calm,

You are as beautiful as a poem,

It feels like a dream,

For we found each other in bedlam.

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