Refuge

It was you who called my name
from some corner
of this bloody dark and cold  world.
You who were seeking refuge
became mine
With each day
I held you closer my heart
and now
your name
is my
only shelter.

© Priyesha K. Nair

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2 responses to “Refuge

  1. Sometimes, poems enter your heart and blow everything on their passage. Later you’ll notice there is feather in your hand …

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