Ishan Das Sharma

@ishands

17 | Philosophy, Prose and Code | Exploring the uncharted waters, living life on the offbeat path.

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Fresco

Every night you're not beside me
I miss you so much that
My soul entirely
Hurts

As it recalls the delirious feeling
Of your body on my own
All your beautiful
Curves

As if sculpted by a Renaissance
Artist after so many
Tiring sleepless
Nights

And the look in your eyes as
They reflect the light like
The Sistine Chapel's
Frescoes

And the twists and turns of
Your selfish mind were
The last straw
That night
Goodbye


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