Tormented
Tormented
My midnight
coincides with your mid noon.
We are far away twelve hours apart
While I enjoy sunrise, your sun is to depart
Hope we will unite soon
Times won’t fight
Your midnight
coincides with my mid noon
When you float in sweet dream
I am busy with office team
Hope we will meet soon
Times might not fight
Our Midnight,
our mid noon now fit
We live in same house, our love is deep
Yet I go out when you relish sleep
I attend night shift.
Times still fight
02/27/16
Tormented Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2015
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