Ask these walls, they know your touch

Look at these stairs, remember our steps?

Those steamy hours of rush

Tense moments of hush

Clothes soaked in sweat

I see you

Gasping for breath

There’s wildfire inside of you

Burning me from beneath

Let me set my demons loose

Consider it penance

Inside you lies my holy place,

This is my pilgrimage

Don’t tell me it’s late,

Stay with me, the world can wait

Leave your mark,

Work on me again and again

Teach me more of

Pleasure in pain

20 thoughts on “Moments

  1. Arey arey arey! Bhaiya mai batati na pain, ruler leke aao aur haath aage karo. 😾 Itni si baat ke liye pareshan kyon karna dusron ko. 😂😂😂
    Anyways, this poem is steamyyyy. It’s burning the blog. I’m still confused why you used those particular words. 🙊🙊 Also, the last six lines just change everything. Totally different hogaya hai ye abb 😹😹😹

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