Separation
I have to let go,
I somehow have to.
No music seems good enough.
To make me see the reality of life.
I frown hard,
Rub my eyes long enough.
Cursing my fate I take a decision.
A decision that is not liked by anyone.
Cuddling begins.
I'm overpowered again,
Remembering those warm nights,
I give in embracing the pure love again.
Bliss it is.
Moments of joys follow.
Until maa calls out in rage.
And I ultimately breakup with my bed.
Copyright © Malvika Shanker | Year Posted 2016
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