HABITS OF POETS. (Poetry)

WITH-WITHOUT YOU.

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i am afraid that these days are
fleeting uncontrollably,

hence, without you there my time
is being snatched away.

i am afraid life has become restless
like never before,

hence, without you my nights are mercilessly insomniac.

i am afraid life will drain out of my body very soon this way,

hence, with your thoughts even my prayers have become blurred.

i am afraid these days have been like decades since I've last encountered you,

hence, without you I hardly ever
happened to be myself.

i am becoming more and more unlike me,

sometimes a saint, a philosopher,
or just a poet.

Niqabi_Secrets
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