Lucky 8
Running and catching the image of water
Revealing the most hideous adorable truth
Running towards the blazing ground of youth
Rejoice the pulchritudinous to console torture
Running river like a paragon you were my hero
Escaping and ruining the image for eight times
I become the one disastrous charismatic figure
Leaving the discomfort zone I become an arrow
29th July, 2018
Copyright © Dia Zafar | Year Posted 2018
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