• aman_pratap_singh 5w

    Sky | Breeze

    Beneath the paradise
    Agony and those satellites..

    Whenever I drizzle under the blue plaster ...
    You relish that coldness
    And then exhale me out
    In between those street lights.
    I can't endure that warmness...

    Whenever you spread your arms just to feel me.
    You disperse me...
    I can't endure that emptiness..

    Whenever I get through your ears...
    Have you ever tried to hear that sound
    I can't endure that silentness ...

    ©Aman Pratap Singh | The black coffee