• kesharanjan8 10w

    The days are shorter
    And flickering bonfire
    Chilly wind and dusky sky
    Merry mirth to follow
    With a hint of disturbia
    Pale as pearl underneath the ocean
    And vermilion blood,
    On my tarnished skin; under the 
    the savoury of sun
    Flickering bonfire between us
    All lost in vain
    Into My deliberate attempts
    A colossal wreck; My stupid heart.