Sedated …

In words, while I can only dream of someone who thinks the same way…

I cannot yet set an ultimatum,

For I am not yet sure whether the battle has been won or lost.

Till the last rain drop has dried up,

I promise to fight with valor and pain.

Walked into this journey, did I,

With heart as my sight and my soul at your feet.

I shall not give up, till I know …

That my breath is sedated …

Posted in Beliefs & Values, Philosophy, Poems
2 comments on “Sedated …
  1. Wanderlust says:

    Awesome. Both the poem and your spirit.

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