Sole

Muhtasim Zawad

That single solemn second
of epiphany ,
is when I saw that the clouds
where no more rainy.
I heard her say..
we're all drowning
in exacerbated idolatry
of someone who
we were never meant to be.
I was told there's only
black and white
left in me.
But no darling...Oh no, no,no..
you really mistook me
so boldly
Now you know for sure,
it was she
who let her past decide
the role of mine
in this continuity.
I've realized darling..
I'm not bound to your blame
not anymore.
So thanks dear,
You've finally let me paint
my flaws
with the mistaken colors of yours.
Don't worry now,
someone's knocking on my door
with a vivid whisper,
she tells me that she's
Love
So now you're gonna go,
far from my sights
I can see you darling
going, going, going...
Gone

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