I’ve been writing awhile
But not for me in a long long time
I’ve been writing alright
But not the writing of these kinds
These kinds are meant for me
These kinds are meant for you
These kinds are also meant
Maybe for a passerby,
Who looks and reads
Reads and thinks
Thinks thoughts of its own
But never like you
And never like me
And never ever like us….
Coz u,
That’s us
I really do, write for.
My hands feel like touching the words
My lips go dry, thirst for that dimension
My hair hangs rooted to my scalp, dead
And my heart moves restlessly to reach “a” place
Where are you my darling?
Words elude me
Where are you my darling?
Make me alright
Where are you my darling?
Do you know?
Where are you my darling?
I hope you do
Where are you my darling?
Please be there
Where are you my darling?
Why am I, weird?
Tell me?
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