I am setting in you like the sun.
I am melting by kissing your pictures.
Loneliness loneliness is getting away from me
I am rolling in the streets of love.
Your pink color is rising in my eyes
I am changing like in the season of love.
I’m going away from me
I am getting used to your habits.
What intoxicant am I doing that myself?
I am going to remember you by forgetting.
People say there is magic in my fingers
Like I am writing you not poetry.
Nik Rajpoot
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