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Anoushka Saxena Poem
Million miles away,
Embracing the light of grey,
They may have heard you sniveling,
This sweet misery that we're nibbling,
The rush you're trying to adore,
May bring you back to the shore,
Bend down by constant flagging,
No string to hold for surviving,
But once you sit to realize,
Your blood will turn all ice,
As the wind may trigger you to revive,
"Have you ever been fully alive?"
This chasing and haste was a lie,
We'll end up from where we've arrived,
When you'll leave the world of crime,
You'll be the one beyond time.
Copyright © Anoushka Saxena | Year Posted 2022
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Details |
Anoushka Saxena Poem
Million miles away,
Embracing the light of grey,
They may have heard you sniveling,
This sweet misery that we're nibbling,
The rush you're trying to adore,
May bring you back to the shore,
Bend down by constant flagging,
No string to hold for surviving,
But once you sit to realize,
Your blood will turn all ice,
As the wind may trigger you to revive,
"Have you ever been fully alive?"
This chasing and haste was a lie,
We'll end up from where we've arrived,
When you'll leave the world of crime,
You'll be the one beyond time.
Copyright © Anoushka Saxena | Year Posted 2022
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