My Lost Angel

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Photo by Niharika Sah

All things would have meant the same to me,
had I not known you so complete.

My days that got rusted by life’s uneven claims,
all struggles deflated and percepts lame.
Those people disguised with motives ignite,
rendered all morals of life a blurred insight.
I would have still dragged through such pine routes,
if you didn’t walk by to make it seem less brute.

All things would have meant the same to me,
had I not known you so complete.

Nights that encountered forever my troubled self,
tormented by all falsified hopes of help.
Reasoning upturns and pleading for more burns,
awaiting someone’s care and concern.

I would have still denied my emotions as right,
if you didn’t stay beside for embracing me tight.

All things would have meant the same to me,
had I not known you so complete.

That bliss we shared even while suffering in pain,
stimulated a new essence which I cannot retain.
And in every bond where our emptiness entwined,
the care of your lips consoled all hurt of mine.
I would have lasted in nonchalance all life,
If you didn’t …

All things would have meant the same to me,
had I not known you so complete.