I bury my heart
in the verses you write to me,
with those silences you attempt
looking into my eyes.
I let my soul sail
in through waters of the wells
you dig for me to drown
in the masquerades of love.
I allow my sight reach
the stars from where you scream
and humbly ask me
to fall in love again.
I convince my feet
to not walk upto the grave
you silently sleep in, waiting
for my eyes to get tired.
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Kabir Khan
I am a student, writing is my passion
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