A Request
- Mahrukh Qasim

- Mar 13, 2022
- 1 min read
If so politely you ever ask for life,
I would gladly give away.
But all you say,
Is some space to breathe.
Turn invisible so none can annoy thee.
While you took my breath away.
Keep me waiting till I would pass away.
Just let it be.
As motionless I would turn to stone.
Incapable to trigger you with my tone.
Yet my heart could never dare to hurt thee,
But Nature wouldn’t spare me
This pure passion flowing through veins,
No filters can restrict as over me it reigns.
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