• scribbler_debparna 9w

    Burning with the illusion of love
    I am pushing myself towards
    The black hole of emotions,
    Extremely dense, deep, and dark...

    Grabbing the collar,
    Time is pulling me forward.
    I am not prepared.
    I am stuck between
    ecstasy and numbness,
    Bitter truth and desperation,
    Despair and agony.

    I asked to go back.
    It replies, "No turning back."
    A radiating smile, i have witnessed.

    "Isn't Future, too, an illusion?"
    I asked. A bit curiosity.
    "Probably it is, too. A hope, may it be false, is better than clinging to a betrayal past."

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    A black hole of emotion