The return of obscurity haunts me
Limits the limitless pangs of passion..
Endurance, not my forte...
Leave it, or take it.
For I shall keep walking..a long walk..
Till I break up into molecules of desire..that shapes my destiny…
And steal the wind from your wings..to fire up my flight..
And then there shall be..no obscurity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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