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TO FORGET

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English Poetry

FORGET

A fool I am my friend

I tell myself again and again

that I started forgetting you well within.

But yet I feel like a river’s feign of oblivion

of the sexy sands of brim…

and like a mountain’s design

to move away from lovely cloud woman.

The inner volcanoes burn and burst

often filling my heart

with hot gushing lava of passion

my outer blues are seared by vindictive Sun

You are my true solace inside and out recalled or forgotten…

whether I confess or turn down.

Yet A fool I am my friend I tell myself again and again

that I started forgetting you well within.

One Comment

  1. Vishvnand says:

    very nice take indeed,
    Liked very much ….!

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