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Jan 2019
The castle of love,
You painted on my heart,
with the splashes of your yearning.
I was able to see the
hues of urge under the grey lead of pencil.
Afraid of grey,
I turned off my assorted feelings,
Allude to my eyesight,
Your teared the mist of pride.

You perceived my terror!  
I was in defeat.

You took me in my loneliness, as for my isolation, you were the barrier.
And, I chose to adore you from miles in my chaotic silence, for which I was, I'm the witnesser.

Integrity of your tenderness, you blazoned over white sheet and I saw the grey turning into black.
I didn't find the grey!

You seized my terror by brushing over your grey pride and defined me  shield against every pain,
The shield of essence.
Kanak Kashyup
Written by
Kanak Kashyup  18/F
   Fawn and Jayantee Khare
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