By Palak Vaishnav
How does it feel when a warmth freezes you like the morning sunset
The abandoned woods in the glowing greens depriving it
How does it feel when unknown fingertips trail over the deserted bumps like the snow flakes atop of the tormented river
Making the moments of silence last forever
How does it feel when two shallow breath mingles like the foreign air of the beige salt and ocean crumbles
One foot apart, every crying moon stumbles
How does it feel when two worlds coincides
Like the emerald and mauve ribbons tied up in a knot together
Where the butterflies creeps out of the heart and sting it's way towards the soul further
How does it feel when the drowning moons compell to be shrouded under the dark suns
How does it feel when I say the goodbyes are nothing but the yellow-green scrapes on the dainty flames
By Palak Vaishnav
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Sunset—Deprivation
River—Forever
Crumbles—Stumbles
Together—Further
Dark Suns—Dainty Flames
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불은 나처럼 강해야지 고상하지 않아야 해 🔥
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