Bleeding Red
Sully hue in your eyes ,
Inert shades of love around.
These eyes are bleeding red ,
Filling my cartridge endlessly.
Tinted love stories evolved
A Pure heart washed away
in the tides of religion, ego and
hidden unsolved motives.
Verses born out of agony,
inevitable in this shade.
Living life in a glorious woe,
never expect a grain in love.
Fiercely advanced to
merge in the mighty ocean.
To go beyond the horizon
in my dreams,one golden day.
BY
PIUSHA….
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