I felt down, out
And out
But those reasons in life
Made me strong.
Mask and coats that
We all wore to show.
I tore it in half
To not wear it now.
That smile and charms
Kept me actuate .
I am slow and low but not
Anymore. .
Threads and motifs
got tangled
with the
pearls,
The only thing i know
Is to tie it
Into knots.
Roses and blooms
Showered a painful
Ardor.
I enhaled the pain,
To feel the soul sob.
I lived to feel
Many of blossoms .
I muted the moments
I didnt want to cherish.
But what for the joy
I missed in glees.
The moments i collected
Slips directly from my hands.
Happiness, joy
Sorrows and rigor
Were penned a better
Way.
Burning flames of fire
Blacked out my soul.
Sacrifices and miseries
Brought shine to
My desires.
Stars sparkled above, so,
I feel blessed.
Those travails and bitterness
Taught me to benefit
The moments i'll be
Living hereafter.
I freed those knots
That stitched a brashy
Relations.
I stopped loving
the untrue.
So
I started to walk
the border of
the chimes
With the bloomy fragnance
I dreamt of..
YOU ARE READING
Woes be gone
PoetryPain, when in despaire Was a flickering aid, wounded the sorrows And glooms and malaise. Pain, that healed my hopes And dismals and low spirits. *************** By: Iqra khan
