Poetry

Confused

Confused
In your love
Felicity or a curse
Tweaking me into an unknown world
An enmity is the cost against every one
No way to explain
What kind of love is this
Distressed,
It’s like self-torment
You and world on opposite shores
And I find myself mid of the sea
The only way to pacify
Let me cry wholeheartedly
So I can atleast die peacefully

@Maya

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