The lies of pleasure don't last long
When the bed is empty
And the sheets are messy
Smell of sex in the air
All fades when the void
Takes over, leaving you a
Mess contradicting your own
Misery or is it a change of heart
You put it to test ?
He leaves, taking a piece of
A soft sheer memory of last night
And for you, some love bites
Reminder of how crazy
It was, to leave all the fears
At bay,For one night
Your first was never perfect,
Just like the first job you landed
And resigned over a call,
Or the time when you laughed
At the guy who had first time
asked you out,
Your little insecurities
Makes up for all that you are
Not a bundle of joy,
The quirks lies in the frizzy curls
And the dreamy imaginations
Always lost in your own sacred thoughts
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Silent Cries Of The Night
الشعرIt'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.
