Portrait
It’s a midnight affair,
With the
Lyrics of your song,
Melancholic taste
Of melody
Tells me how it went wrong.
Fragments of yesterday,
Imprinted
In your chest,
Bittersweet collision
Reminds you
It was a beautiful mess.
Rhymes in the end,
Is a form of
Abyss.
Blackhole in the
Middle
In there, she exists.
Up above is the
Constellation
Of the unknown,
With all these
Words you say
Is an art of illusion.
In silence, in secrecy,
Her love
Is what you seek,
Uncertainties may lie
Ahead but
Another risk is all it’d take.
Each key of your
Piano places
My heart in a tragical state,
How can a sad song
Feel like
I’m breaking while asleep?
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