Pretty Soon

Take you high with me in broken bits.
Soaring on altitude as my sanity splits.
I drag you out from my mouth like swallowed thread.
Spit you out of the window where the clouds spread.
Damned this idea could never be defined.
And I didn’t know you’ll be gone in no time.

But I’ll rise again from the ashes pretty soon.



2 Comments Add yours

  1. kvennarad says:

    I’m enjoying the fact that your posts have become more frequent.

    1. NEKNEERAJ says:

      And I liked that you’re liking this fact. Thank you.

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