Tantrums of Life by Navya Sharma

My words weave poetry 
making it the frontier of my agony.
These warm days won’t 
make these winters go
that have settled in me 
just like the rust making
the metal weak.
These stars wont be 
my remedy anymore
for it reminds me of you.
These poetries won’t help me anymore
for you are not meant to
be written
in between these lines.
You are boundless
that even 26 syllables
Fall short for you.
This sky is not the same anymore
for I am not sharing
it with you.
My heart ask for days
when it will shed all these heartaches 
and summers will be back again,
when you and I
Will meet again.

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