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A usual night ,I on my desk with an incandescent b

A usual night ,I on my desk with an incandescent bulb lit overhead.
Eyes dug deep through the scrapes and cracks on the desk.
Every moment passed by and I caught myself questioning it's durability
It's been eighteen long years since the day I last felt it's existence in my room.
But, heart didn't seem to care about it that much
Was it me or just an overdose of morphine that helped my twirlling eyes rest upon the desk's surface
The desk that stood by me during every exams..the desk that witnessed my hard work and comforted me when sleep came uninvited
And I was the one who totally forgot it's contribution and intiated its retribution
.
.
.
It happens more often when heart renders on overwhelming things 
Crave being the archenemy always creates a delusion.

The world spinning restlessly too looses it's stability
 #Volatile_values
A usual night ,I on my desk with an incandescent bulb lit overhead.
Eyes dug deep through the scrapes and cracks on the desk.
Every moment passed by and I caught myself questioning it's durability
It's been eighteen long years since the day I last felt it's existence in my room.
But, heart didn't seem to care about it that much
Was it me or just an overdose of morphine that helped my twirlling eyes rest upon the desk's surface
The desk that stood by me during every exams..the desk that witnessed my hard work and comforted me when sleep came uninvited
And I was the one who totally forgot it's contribution and intiated its retribution
.
.
.
It happens more often when heart renders on overwhelming things 
Crave being the archenemy always creates a delusion.

The world spinning restlessly too looses it's stability
 #Volatile_values
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Rakesh Kumar

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