Thirst

All alone in my way of thirst,
I want to write, but without words

In my way I want some rose,
But without the hurting thrones

In my way I want some beast,
But without the beliefs which make them ‘beings’

All alone in my way of thirst,
I know I sound to them as absurd

All alone in my way of thirst,
I want to die, but without being hurt

© 2016 | Bisma Alam, All rights reserved.

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