Blood Ink

Hashtag Kalakar
Jan 23, 2025
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By Irtiqua Muzaffar

Your my art darling

Your belong to my soul bottom of heart

Your my words, which flow over the sheets

to unfilled ink

I can write you with blood, whole night

Your a word force me write for

You complete my poetic soul

I'm writing with you blood

Will you come it touch once?

Make my heart skip a beat

By Irtiqua Muzaffar

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