Stories Scribbled on Sunday#31

You drive me crazy.

Make me insane.

Your love, a heavenly frustration.

A devious maddening desperation.

Your being makes me foolish, my cravings devilish.

The words left unspoken, leave me desolate in a state so rotten.

The twinkle in your eyes undermines the northern star shine, but so distant, it doesn’t witness me smile.

You are my world, the niche of my existence.

But do You in your world , even recognise my existence?

~Aishwarya Singh 

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