The strings are tangled ,
And the threads now breaking
I wait to surrender,
My soul now aching .
I hold my breath,
And see the vital signs of rupturing;
Breaking inside
I still smile to this beckoning.
No voices I can hear now,
No intuitions anywhere for me;
All I try is to slowly detangle,
perhaps I can save the flouting!
On the verge I am
Holding this entire numb sea ;
I wish to crawl back
and once again see you smiling with me!!
hmmm.....once again....u strike back....ossumm,....u know ur ability to portray ur life thru wrds is fantastic....
ReplyDeletewhat state of mind were you in when you wrote this?
ReplyDeletea little curious to know.
Cheers for the writing btw
lovely.
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