To Belong! Poem by Namratha Swamy
To Belong!
Slowly, I am wilting
like an unadorned flower.
Really, I long to belong
to someone or somewhere.
The nothingness is encompassing
my soul and my brain.
The free space is pressing
on my heart like a sprain.
The presentiment is transforming
me into a dutiful lover.
The worriment is withering
me like a sensitive flower.
Sanguinely, I am waiting
to be your lover.
Do you want to belong
to me for ever?
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