Again I realised
How does it feel
To accept the incompleteness,
Again I realised
We all have to fight alone
With our failure and mess.
There is no use
To blame the fortune or fate,
Life goes on in its way
Whether you like it or hate.
Breaking hope may not
Sound as a broken glass,
It rolls down the pain through eyes
making the pillow the witness....Alas.
No one can remove the darkness
Which brings those sleepless nights,
No one will wipe those tears
And utter that they are contrite.
It's good to be alone in a crowded city
It's good be silent amidst cry,
Heart has to mend her own scars
Mind has to forget or at least try.
Love
Suk❤
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Eunoia...A poetic voyage with Suk
PoetryEunoia..which means a well mind or beautiful thinking. This book is adorned with some poetry. It's a poetic voyage in which you can find some soul-soothing poems, verse and rhymes. Quell your wanderlust through this poetic voyage and tranquillize yo...
