My name on your lips sound promiscuous
It's strange , unheard and for a brief moment,
It's all yours, i forget it belongs to me
And i stand there with love stuck eyes
Enchanted by those syllables
-Hri
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Chaotic Cosmos
PoetryI believe chaos is the very natural of existence. This is a collection of random lines written by me when it got excruciatingly painful to keep my thoughts to myself. I am just publishing these as a sort of backup if I ever had to look back at these...
