Poems

v a g u e

  it took seconds to realize
the scarcity in the distance between

        how you quiver,
                when the mouth dries
   and how you groan,
        when cold hugs you tight
    i barely know,
what is going on
                           for the truth, is yet to find
          and the reality,
seems knocked you down
   for you’re a disease,
                             a virus; so devastating
            begging, thirsting, craving
slowly sinking and wasting
                        since the beginning
[1.49 am // quite windy]

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