Bubbles of Delusion

Cold thunder night

Bundle of thoughts

Melancholy fabricating fatigue

Alluring me to delusional bubbles

Buring all the wounds away

Tryyna scape the reality

Rejecting the gloominess

Eternity greeting my presence

Jade sketching love line into palm

Turning my crave into actuality

Making me feel comfort in his arms

Left side trying to warn me

But now It's too late

To miss his warmth

Your ubiquitous essence

Is doubting my status

If I spell my tender side by myself

Then where is your efforts

It is obvious for me to crave

Just like other flames

But If future is void

Then whom will I blame