Unfurl, unsettle.
The air around disappears sometime in the morning light.
Your eyes, beacon for a calming storm:
Baptised my name for yourself tonight.
Before the gods, the heaven,
The satanic laughter screams tonight.
Are you dream that i miss every day in brights.
Those pink lips, my sky tonight.
Unfurl, unsettle
My heart unrests
Come touch it once .
Atleast tonight.
© Shashank Bhardwaj
Writings to Heaven 
I love your writing style. Precise yet paints a colorful imagery.
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Thanks.
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If you are open to having a writing buddy, we can link up more to inspire each other…
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Sure Abdou 🙂
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