By Ojeswi Medisetti
I’ll always choose you
in sickly sweet moments—
in bottomless melancholy
take my hands and punish me
for your sins and mine
look for me beyond your time
your story’s written for this life
going against your fate’s design
is never a part of our line
you chose me—
you chose to change the world’s fate
an eternity of bewitching rain
for an immortal sunshine
shall I wait for you
under the sheets of time?
no God’s generosity could
rearrange the stars for us
I’ll always look for you
cursing my faulty luck
till the end of this road—
at the beginning of my next ode.
By Ojeswi Medisetti
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