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IshQn Sep 28
They keep warning:
Love is CYANIDE.
It is lethal.

I keep cajoling:
It is OXYGEN.
The lack of it is.
IshQn Sep 25
‘Well, it was indeed
a very long association,
thank you!
But it needs to end.
I will have to usher you out
to welcome my new friend.
Her name is ‘morning’.
So goodbye, darling!”

From a weary, but determined Me
to the long, dark, night that refused to end.
A poem from my upcoming debut book 'IshQn & SomeOne'.
IshQn Sep 24
You were a
passing cloud.
I was the Sun.
You left.
I stayed.
But you colored my skies.
Love breaks, then makes.
IshQn Sep 22
I

LOST

MY

MIND.

AND

FOUND

MY

HEART.
IshQn Sep 22
I kept you in my poems
for so long that
it’s a torment to wait,
before I can
touch you to
feel a little more,
pen a little more,
smile a little more
and live a little more.
IshQn Sep 22
The irony of her life was that
His memories were all she had, to live.
But each time she replayed them
It took the life out of her.

— The End —