by Tushar Biswas
(India)
In those corners of your eyes my darkness prevades
I wish all the doors gets locked from inside
Why does our western gleam fades in twilight shades
And still you're searching for me in pale moonlight
The night never brings calmness to my macabre scene
Except for the murky water gliding from your wall
Can you measure my fathoms, through what I've been
Hide my fears in your Closet before I fall
There's no turning back on you, my unforgiven autumn
Your tear drops on the black rose, so pale
I've searched for your frail shoulder to the bottom
I won't let you stand alone against the gale
Your lips have promised me for they won't harm
Even if am not invited to imbibe your charm
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