Everlasting desires squeezing my dreams
Illusions so predictable ,eating my brains

Charms in the book of perplexed sorrows 
Leaned down and burned all tomorrows

Sheer curiosity insisting hearts to be brave
Penetrating pain into a lonely grave 

Powerful words following falling shades
Cutting life through a tongue’s blades

Should it hold me firm or I let it go slow 
Dreams of desires purposely running low
© Rana M All Rights Reserved

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