Broken Pieces (#Day 8)
Like broken pieces of woods
I lie unattended beside rivers of tears
Inbetween layers of moods
I play out my greatest flaw- fear
My fear now births anthipathy
What's love now to me is hate
A fragile heart, singing pity
Derailed voice, echoing sighs
Trying to fathom, amongst these feelings
Which one, betrayed him
Giving way, to vunerability
Unattended to, with soulful cries
I try to erase
The reasons why I cared
I try to reason
If there's still a way
Around this one way street
Or if am goona be stuck in tears forever
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Once you care, it becomes a one way lane. No turning back.
Nice poem.
True.
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