DESIRE (poem)

bright night,
last sight,
before falling to sleep,
I saw u but feels like a clip.
smell of coffee always pleasing,
drinking  it ,
morning gets little more charming.
again remembering about  you,
without a name, don’t  have a single clue,
lost in that little memory,
making it still,
I traverse everyway to know,
but not  reaching till now,
even u r a stranger to me,
but clouds in my brain got the impact,
don’t sure about later,
right now, you are a distant desire.


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