Sketches By Nitesh

I am afraid to admit,

There may come a time,

When I will exist, only in your memories.

There will be a time,

On certain days,

When there will be a certain space,

Between me and you, between our hearts.

But you can’t let these agonies,

Strike the silence that will wait for you.

At times, it isn’t possible

To win except by falling.

And respecting the presence,

Of that motionless and visible misfortune,

Those shadows of terrible lies.

And with every passing breath,

Even when it has a certain limit,

It shows your presence,

Your shadow,

To be limitless.


via Daily Prompt: Rhyme

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