Featured: Wattpad Poetry Feb 2022
My times spent having conversations about life, longing and love.....with myself.
In the company of solitude, I attempted to pen down a few lines on a range of emotions and experiences with a simple aim to revisit t...
I searched shops and streets till dark, From Mondays to weekends and far beyond, Until I found the vintage shop falling apart, Where I bought a heartbreak and paid my heart.
I unpacked the old ragged box, Inside laid the cracked broken parts, One by one I searched the parts, Glued with my tears and threads of my heart.
Then I saw as it must once be, It stared at me as alive as it could be, Heavy breaths and shivering eyes, It made itself mine and gave high fives.
It was strange to own it as my own, It made me laugh and cry alone, We traversed the journeys and unknown lands, Hands held tight, we laughed and ran.
Then one day it was nowhere to be found, Did it leave or was stolen apart? I searched and searched in vain again, It left me, to find another heart in pain.
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