After all these endless fights,
Bitter spiteful comments
I'm there again,
Laying in the bed of loneliness.
After all these sleepless, dreary nights
And the graveyard of memories buried deep within my soul,
I do still acquire the capacity,
To walk towards the room of our amity in this vacant castle of enmity
To see its collapsed ruins and taste the rubble and ash left there
Maybe it gives me satisfaction to realize that we did once exist.
After all this time,
And the spiral of disappointments we have been ceaselessly going through,
After all the ache and the scars our evil minds have skillfully drawn,
My soul like a wounded deer,
Attempts to find you under these crumbled debris,
Whining to itself in the dark every single piece of it finally admits to have missed You.
I seriously and genuinely miss you.
YOU ARE READING
BURN MY SOUL, KEEP THE ASH
PoetrySometimes all we genuinely need is the realization that people out there, share our own thoughts and feelings. This book is a collection of Poems, inspired by personal events, almost anyone can relate to. It's the poetic expression of various though...
