WELL

POEMSENGLISHJULY 2024

8/7/20241 min read

what is not seems to appear she mostly sits on the rear neither supreme nor inferior the smile made it vividly clear

That stare gets me every time piercing through flesh like canine all memories hit with a chime as if i were on clouds nine

Yet she never finished the chat i wonder if she still wears that tomboy with or without a hat if only i'd known the exact

The cold warmth was the truest lie words are like gravity, can't deny was it really her who was shy? well it's too late, GOODBYE.

- Ankur Sharma