At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
submerging in a pool of uncontrollable emotions.
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Penned down emotions @ 1:29 AM

Still

Tie my hands to my back
I've cut myself enough slack
It's time to take a deep breath
Hold it in, then count to ten

Close those eyes that distract
They pull me away from what's real
Eyes that judge what their vision covers
Yet it's me, what I see, they steal

Tie and bind them to my back
Close those eyes, skills I lack
Chew on words in the air
Let it sink beneath all that hair

For I rest not till dawn
I rest not till my heart is gone
Let the hands run around the clock
While I stay awake and still as a rock

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