It’s #WordPlay, It’s a Conflict!

I am tossing and twirling, shouting in protest,
But my body is still, as if amidst a peaceful rest,

I am jostling for space, in a darn open field,
Trying to replace, that doesn’t exist,

I am walking slow, and crawling back,
But reaching ahead, to a place farthest

I mean to say, with nothing said,
To be clear to you, with the haziness

I like to admit, with a denial perfect,
You are still loved, never in fact

I want you back, out of my sight,
You are the darkest, filled with Light!


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