#no-air
Another day as the Spring mills in roll
It's been a while since I saw your face
Nearly walked away from the eternity
Still, I can't believe the teardrops
The peel of the stubbornness we brace
The pills for the solemn insomnia
There is no air when I breath
Nothing makes sense when you are away
There is no pant when I run
The random strides when the hunt strike
Deep inside, I take every word
Every verb that fought and made you cry
There is no colour when I paint
The canvas is not same without you on it
The cast absent to applaud my memorised script
The audience lacks the rapport it drools
There is no crime in my declarations
It's not a surprise, I miss you everyday
My body is not mine anymore, the kiss is yours
The air you install, you are my ultimate outfit
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC