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May 8
a golden daylight that you are
pierced through my grayest of the dark
calmed the waves carrying the storm-
that were wrecking my heart

in the darkest of my hours,
when night bleed memories
the thought of you feels like
an emergency aid in the war

a calmest of the people i know
with little to no smile on face
yet you feast upon my demons
and set me free from my chains
This poem is part of my Campus Confessions poetry series.
Maanvinder Pilania
Written by
Maanvinder Pilania  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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   Immortality
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