Lengths of a drenched blanket,put aside,in
The lone skies,you called yours
A morsel of the sun's character,I will be...
Penned at the length of an erstwhile,and infinity
The memoirs of time,amidst
I remain,washed in the dirt of your today...
Crumbs of a pastel,in the monochrome city...
The glass windows of your room,obvious
The droplets hung,splashed in them
A poetry,I will be.....
The lone skies,you called yours
A morsel of the sun's character,I will be...
Penned at the length of an erstwhile,and infinity
The memoirs of time,amidst
I remain,washed in the dirt of your today...
Crumbs of a pastel,in the monochrome city...
The glass windows of your room,obvious
The droplets hung,splashed in them
A poetry,I will be.....
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