I STAND ALONE
I stand alone
In a queue of thoughts
Understand nothing
Of a relation
Between You and Me,
Though last some years
Time didn’t move
In a space so little,
The garden we grew
Bruised for flowers
Not known to my wisdom
Death was camouflaged
In all our contentment of love,
A bad weather
Always keeps us apart
Float you as veil of vaporl
When I girdle on your face,
Find as smoke
Barely seen in darkness.
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