By Atharva Ughade
Silence at 2am in my room,
Laying with nothing to do.
Mind so noisy too much for me,
Reliving memories of you.
Got my hands tied like,
My mouth been shut close,
Like the stars never meet the moon,
Part of it but still not, like thorns and roses.
Sometimes i feel like to just let go,
To find her wherever lost she is,
When i do find her to pull her close,
To drown in her unavoidable bliss.
But i know how its gonna end,
Like the star breaking in the sky,
No use of disturbing you alas,
But the fact I'll miss you forever, I can't deny.
By Atharva Ughade
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