Love Poem, Pain

Matchsticks

Nirant Gurav

You say those

Words like lightning

Up Matchsticks

In the dark.

I thought

It would light up

My darkness

But I burned me

Little by little

So I killed it

Before it could grow wild

And kill me .

_Niran†.

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Published by Nirant Gurav

A localite who believes in self esteem A truly stonned who hustle in silence.

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