Thoughts
Ambiguous thoughts
Vague and abstract
Like smoke in an abandoned room
Each thought is like a portrait
Made by
Famous artist of all times
I think
And keep on painting
On the canvas of my despondent life
With humble strokes of my crazy mind
I keep on painting
Today
I can only see
Portraits of you
With your signature
On each imprint
Everywhere in my room
And
I have no space left
For my own flesh and blood
To survive here
It’s only you
Who
Own this domicile
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