I was at fag end of seclusiona shower of love
emanating form your wet hair
made me feel
its there where elixir reside
me a metamorphic heart
with die hard spirits
it took shades under your cosy arms
forgot for a while
scorching sun do exists
till time comes
right at epicentre
of my doing and undoing
I still forgot
all the reality crunch
got lost in your heart's magnetic ways
suddenly sun came
this time too early morning hr
I sleep my leg towards East
It asked me
don't you forget
I'm still powerful
can scorch your dreams
but still I sleep legs towards East
my heart do ask me
is it your habit
or you want to engage the might
I didn't reply
One day
I slept away from east or west
the reality crunch remained the same
my heart again asked
are you researching your fait
I laugh at my fait
when did I saw it
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