Rhythms of fragility that crumble the safety
Resemble in a queue, sliding over the broken
heart
Slid
the life Skin to Bone, hydroactive memories
Fluid fragments that torment tides
across the lights on the waves of life
unclimbed fortunes that mismatch
placements of the nomad beliefs
That brought the horizontal
life vanished in the sinking
waterfalls!!
Holding sand sliding from
Sharp edges like a quarrel
breathe in to credible bother
Sipping through the rough
terrains!!
Undivided, shallow trust
Cut off like a dirty thrash
on the morn of nights
ripping' the chaos into
tied hyperness into vein
thesis: the awaken the
morning height into floored surfaces
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About the Creator
Anket Sharma
My name is Anket Sharma. I am a college student and a professional athlete.Apart from this, I am an Indian poet who writes on mental health and relationships.
I am also a Medium writer. my medium - Anket Sharma
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