POEMS

Dream Open Eyed

It’s late, yet I lie with eyes open. I’m awake, you’re probably asleep, but somehow you’re still running. I’ve trapped you in my dungeon of thoughts where only we live.Your emancipation comes at a price that you will never give. For a heart belonging to someone else is hard to attain. Even in my twisted reality, you and I will always be the same. Maybe, I’ll find peace accepting that timing happens as it should. Thoughts of you are gifted, but my mind misunderstood.

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