Serene
Three years have passed by
Since the day that we met
I still remember your brown eyes
Serene, I would have called them
Until I saw myself getting reflected
In the deep dark waters that you pulled me in
I could see the chaotic waters swirling
A burning heart and razor-sharp strands of blood
Your weapons, unweilded
Yet you could never sheathe them in
Copyright © Shambhavi Shandilya | Year Posted 2022
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