First few steps i remembered my pain
The next few i felt the fear
The next few i felt lost
Then few i felt the warmth
Deep into ocean ,
the water embraced me
More deep i got
The more i felt loved
The water accepted me
No judging of my mind
Holding me close
Not letting me go
Gifting me the death
Freeing me from this prison of life...
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The Cries Of Broken People
PoetryPeopl who seek for help through their anger through their loneliness Through their looks Through their words I am speaking for them I am trying to understand them Poems of their cries for help...
