An evocative poem, by Dr Brajesh, exclusively for Different Truths.

Perfect angel, fearing nothing, I will never stop smoking
Wrapping me in a warmth as close as your arms
And my desires are in the ocean of your clothes
So many people come and go, but the way I’m feeling

You have to let your mind blow those feeling free
Imagining, believing, remembering and creating your life
I am one of your madness comes to life
I stared carrying big dreams hopeful that’s free

Crimson words with blood red lips
I blow out the smoke; it leaves my lips, like a love note
The pain stops, you’re so used to it, it doesn’t hurt anymore,
Our source is flames, our souls in bliss.

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