Red Nose
written by: Kritika
the day which ceased in your arms
now the nights have turned dark
black numbness appalls this soul
when will you return, a cry strolls
a phone call or a text, I wait
two people living in different states
bounded by the witchcraft of time
when shall we finish our rhyme?
imagining our togetherness
I blush like a desperate child
wanting to explore a different world
just want to lay by your side, curled
the half, before the meeting
written with love that is sad
the half, you will complete
when your lips will kiss my nose red
My name is Kritika. Born and brought in the city of nawabs, Lucknow, India. I am a yoga enthusiast and wish to be a writer.
Latest posts by Kritika (see all)
- Falling Tender Leaves - September 11, 2021
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- Red Nose - April 15, 2020
