Let songs fall unbidden
From my throat that is
Sore from sensible talk
I want to ache with
Happiness and fall
Asleep with laughter
Dying in my throat
From my throat that is
Sore from sensible talk
I want to ache with
Happiness and fall
Asleep with laughter
Dying in my throat
Tonight my heavy
Eyelids slur in a smile
Tonight, yawn, tonight
I glimpse hope
-
Chandni Girija
Day 02 of 30 | 30 Poems in 30 Days | National Poetry Writing Month #napowrimo #napowrimo2022
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