Carry Adjectives
These nights, you may find me
Praying and calling out:
"Gray hair, forgive me
For plucking you out,
Bruised fruits, forgive me
For throwing you out,
Tea-bags, forgive me
For draining you out,
Torn clothes forgive me
For giving you out."
Defected designs,
Are born with death destined.
On these horizons, nights;
sprayed with stars, dimmed,
You may find me
Calling out,
For parts of me
Thrown out.
These hands crave to carry
Attributes of me
That formed description
On the lips of those
Carrying a tone of degradation.
Praying and calling out:
"Gray hair, forgive me
For plucking you out,
Bruised fruits, forgive me
For throwing you out,
Tea-bags, forgive me
For draining you out,
Torn clothes forgive me
For giving you out."
Defected designs,
Are born with death destined.
On these horizons, nights;
sprayed with stars, dimmed,
You may find me
Calling out,
For parts of me
Thrown out.
These hands crave to carry
Attributes of me
That formed description
On the lips of those
Carrying a tone of degradation.
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