Color started flying from his face
By Nik Rajput
Like iron, the mirror also started rusting.
Like flowers, my color started flying.
Don’t know the destination but go home
When I forgot my way home.
On paper I started forgetting myself everyday
He started erasing his memory.
Afraid to see my dream somewhere in my sleep
I started waking up so that I would not die.
Started getting so sad in the past days
The sky above the earth started crying for me.
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