[POETRY] Day – 82 Soul!

​Withering binded hither

while the time wear

Itself and the world around,

Yet i need no pity!

To bear the tremors

the fear brings together,

For this fragile cage and soul,

I need no tears, Ever!

To breathe through the seas,

Glide through the fires,

Walk over the space,

I need no pats, but a darling soul.

As a window to my heart,

A cape to my hero,

I need the fire of

A Writer’s burning soul.


Tell me in one word, What do you think about pity?


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