Longing to Live


Sniffles turn into pieces within the air,
As, moments passes bye,
The journey inwards is beyond repair,
Each step is beautified,
Although, it’s broken- Do I dare.
Singing in silence- as wind crashes along me,
All I can do is see ashes and urns float-
Besides me,
The internal flames flicker
But it’s gone with the night air,
Innocence lingering- in a stair,
Do I dare-Fill in the air
Of the missing elements
So many souls rescued of despair
Precious breaths-
Beside me Is a gift to share
To the end

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