Maybe you wanted to stay
And my actions led you far away
The space you'd filled was empty again
The portrait was decorated and framed with pain
No love no endearing names
There was no winner in the game of flames
A tear still managed to escape
Carrying a wounded heart nothing left to trade
Silent apologies to the heart that wallows
Like a lost puppy it still follows
It forgives but never forgets
Yet never stop walking from the road full of threats
YOU ARE READING
Silent Cries Of The Night
PoetryIt's a collection of few poems that I've written . The story book cover picture I took from Pinterest. Readers are welcome to share their thoughts and ideas.
