rob me
to love is to let go
but cruel are the ways
of the tyranical rulers of love
who shot the arrows of seperation
unto us our love's demise
god has told me it is a lone road i will be walking
silenced my heart
the writhe of the love
i repeat it is a lone road i will be walking
Dare not come on that road with me
for all i want is to sew love on to you
hide you
protect you
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कथा | rotten poems
PoetryMy helplessness has written itself in words , o woe. I surrunder to you all of me. Copyright @ Mehak COMPLETED // 2019
