As you look for me
in the unkempt bed,
I laugh, for you will never find me,
I am dead,
what lies there is a living corpse
(a harsh word indeed)
but aren't you always
harsh to me,
your lust unfolds
to find my desires
and I am satisfied
with a never satiated inner being.
love got lost in lust
lust got lost in love
where I stand
I know not
sometimes somethings
should be left unknown
for now and always...
and you are forgiven
1 comment:
Sometimes Something should be left unknown .
Thundering realization .We strive to know all our life so much but never know who we are .
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