The Pages filled
In the wear of my heart.
The letter I wrote for you,
From the candid of my vibes.
I was supposed to tell you,
That I will be happy for you,
That I will be there as you tie the knot,
But instead I ended up,
Tearing up my tears of melancholy,
On the pulp
And then tearing the page apart.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...
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