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Visa free world

Countless are the tales,

not a love story,

just wanna breath,

run away to a world.

where i can be myself.

faraway from judgment or prejudice,

where men and women are not labelled,

behaving like a child,

they won’t tell me to grow up,

give a name to our relationship,

eyes following us,

as we holding hands,

fingers intertwined,

kissing passionately.

fucking as if there is no tomorrow,

we shan’t run away from cowards,

steal glances,

not crying hoarse,

to let us live,

no vaccine passport or visa,

where hearts shall travel,

follow our paths.

With love



Work-in-progress, seeker, and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian!!!

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