To linger until dawn,
Motionless, upon the ceiling,
A simple abyss,
Yearning—
An end for my emotions too,
A cliff, an edge, uncrossed,
A ceiling for unending cries and woes,
A ceiling for the wounds I carve myself.
By Utkarsh Yadav
To linger until dawn,
Motionless, upon the ceiling,
A simple abyss,
Yearning—
An end for my emotions too,
A cliff, an edge, uncrossed,
A ceiling for unending cries and woes,
A ceiling for the wounds I carve myself.
By Utkarsh Yadav