White There is a beating in my chest in depth of your name. Carved a poem of your name in every corner of my throat waiting for it to be unrestrained to roar of every agony it consumed. For you are a blanket of roses, the type you are terrified to admit because you are competent to prick. Show me the map of your thorns so I could willingly put my hand along to prove that I can bleed enough for you. ©KhaultiSyahi #eidmubarak #khaultisyahi #mylife #MyPoetry #mypoems #mypoemismyvoice #myfeelings #feelingsonheart #heartbleeds #copyrightofkhaultisyahi ✍️💋❤️🔥
