And every time,
breathing felt like
a mountain weighing you down
I wish you’d come running into me…
that you’d allow me
to cradle you to sleep…
And every time,
living felt like
a burden drowning you down
I wish you’d come running into me…
that you’d allow me
to cradle you to sleep…
And when you’d wake up
the darkness in your eyes
will have given home
to poignant smiles…
And when you’d wake up
the new moon night
will have given way
to bright morning sunlight…
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Happy writing till we meet next.
Until then, carpe diem! 🙂
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© Asha Seth
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