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Broken glass pieces surround my feet
Resembling a lot like my transparent sheet,
Used to protect me from the cruel world
Now.....
On the floor, exposing me whole.
A myriad of colours was once the world to me
Where I found comfort and strength for the future to be,
Now, all I see are ashes, covering the soil -
Of our once, fertile field.
Is the world supposed to be like this?
Dulled by the sullen faces of the best,
Screams of the poor echoing through
With nothing but trees covered by dew.
Are we supposed to feel so shattered?!
So complex, so defeated, so, haggard?
Are we really supposed to be so.....
...............Helpless?
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What A Poet Thinks
PoetrySometimes words do speak louder than actions; Sometimes thoughts are stronger than the acts expressed; Sometimes, its best to express a few words.... and leave the rest to the unknown.
