What about a coffee
Let us meet happily
you never show mercy
killing me softly
Love, deadly caffeine
Am I just really fine ?
Are you not yet mine
Cheers have some wine
Still, my eyes blurred
How close are you
Winter wings of a bird
Would it last a few
Don't shred me down
I am not any feather
You always wore the brown
I feel your sweater
I am feeling no better
Lately, I lost my style
just wanted to handover the letter
I am now the dripping forest fire
By the way what about that coffee
damn it made me gloomy
you never show mercy
killing me softly
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
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Comments (1)
'dripping forest fire' is an image I cannot shake...