A desperate gasp from the times I've ran. Everytime I remember how much I pant. The metamorphosis of my soul turned into a ghost; the silhouette of my destiny. Running under a full moon that might just not be the last I'll see. My beliefs and ideas...they have all been set free.
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Infinity
कविताA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
