I'm tired now.
I assure you, among all the ones I've ever loved, you're the one, I loved without thinking and knowing and something in return without getting and wanting you're the someone i want to hold, when the clock strucks 12 and night gets cold, and about my heart, you're the unfair burden, imposed on it such an oppressed mortal dumbass, who has always wanted you, and craved for your presence, always been afraid of being apart, look at your elegant charming face art, a pure art and if i ever forget you how could I fail to remember your, whiskey licking and skinny dipping smile? how could i fail to remember, the moment when i felt your eyes touching my skin and then you, stupidly trying to look away and showing that how indulged you're lost in the surroundings, while I'm the center of, your whole attention ease the situation, i can't endure its pain, or bear this hell anymore, either come to me, or don't dare to look back, because I'm tired of you, setting me free and then coming back, like you never left.
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Such a deep poetry with a story behind
Thankyou so much for appreciation.
You are welcome!
It's speaking to me
I believe peotry should speak to the reader. That is what makes it beautiful.
It's a good and meaningfull poetry! I love it. Keep writing more
Yes I will keep writing. Thanks for staying by and dropping a feedback.
You are welcome. Where are you from? May I know that?
I'm from Pakistan, Where are you from?
I'm from Bangladesh
Oh that is great, we're neighbours π nice to meet you.