Revolting the periphery
Of my bound solitude,
The space which warbled
Melodies of my life.
Illusioned I moved
Enchanting showy love,
Blinded in hallucination
Nothing else I examined.
The prickle of sweet lies
Pierced my tender heart
Mistaken, I sensed them as
The tickling feelings.
When I headed too distant
The sword of truth
Brought me to sense,
It was difficult to revert.
My flesh lamented
With dripping blood.
I let the limit shrink and
Welcome honest faces.
©️Aditi Anvita (Anvi).
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