The Lover.

Posted by - Rohit
I wake up with heavy eyes, my body filled with guilt.
I look deep into myself, I understand, I've surrendered myself again.
I walk with my conscience nagging me to death.
Realised I failed to love myself again.

The day shines on me, and I don't look at myself anymore.
I close my eyes, I reach out for you.
My love so strong for you that I don't see anything.
You...my source of pleasure, relief, love, solace, happiness.

All the while. All around me.
Voids get bigger, but you fill them everytime.
Call me addicted,
I'll call myself a lover.
Unconditional it is, repercussions...inescapable.

Pleasure takes over fear.

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6 comments:

  1. Rohit, my brother, my friend you must write more of such pieces. This is a flawless arrangement of words.

    "Call me addicted,
    I'll call myself a lover"

    This couplet is incredibly relevant to millions, as is the whole poem.

    Loved this Rohit.



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    1. Anupam!!! Thanks a ton man. It feels great to receive such words of appreciation from you. Thank you for your incessant encouragement.

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  2. Dude, one of your earliest pieces is also actually one of your best. Especially the first para; it is flawless. Conscience nagging because you failed to love yourself! I nearly had an intellectual orgasm :-P

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  3. Mesmerizing!
    How often does it happen that you find the words for the feeling u carry everyday!
    happend to me today..:)

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