Curled up.

Here I come again
To sit on my haunches,
And gaze at the difficulties
That occupy my mind,

~Instead of shuffling them up
and spitting them out and
wrecking the delicate love
dancing around.~

And here I leave again
To spend the night,
Curled up in tears
Born out of
My obnoxious cries.

 

15 thoughts on “Curled up.

  1. Nice lines. 👌

    वो ख़्वाब ही है जो मुझमें ख़ामोश है,
    वो लहर होता तो हम किनारों पर होते।

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