I feel alive but not so lively
without you,I feel young
and don't want to grow old
without you
You for whom I crave to exist
and burn to re-exist. You whose absence
is sorrow and sight warms heart with desire.
You whom I want to hold, love and destroy
In you I empty my despair
In you is rooted the pain I suffer
I no longer wish to hold your hand
breathe your scent or use your
thoughts in my poems. I want you
to fade away remainderless.
I want to forget you.
I want to discover myself
as a possibilty of being
without you.
2 comments:
oxymoron..
nicely crafted but.. :)
More paradoxical than Oxymoron...
Thanks but.. :)
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