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Deep, slow and bated
Air comes and go steadily,
As I count every breathe of mine,
Thoughts get squeezed in my head.
Gloomy breeze frowns upon me
Bringing along a faint sniff of hibiscus
From the window on my left,
That reminds me I’m not dead,
Not yet………

Copyright Β© absoluteshami, 2020.

8 thoughts on “Breathing

  1. Your words took me on emotional journey. Thank you for sharing such a blissful post! According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them. πŸ™

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