WHEN THE TIME PAUSED AND THE EYES WEPT,
SOUNDS WERE HEARD BUT THE THOUGHTS WERE IGNORED.
PAIN WAS FELT THEN THE TOUCHES BURNT,
AND IT WAS THEN THAT THE DREAMS TURNED TO NIGHTMARES.
DROWNED IN THE CRIES TILL I COULDN'T BREATH,
I SAW MY LIFE AS A LINE.
REBORN FROM BURNS AND THE CRIES,
I WORE THE SCARS PROUDLY,
TO THE WORLD THAT DOESN'T CARES.
THESE MEMORIES BROUGHT THE BITTER EXPERIENCE ,
THAT JUDGED ME THEN BUT DEFINES ME NOW.
TO THE LONELY WORLD THAT TORE ME TO HALF,
I WISH YOU WOULD REMAIN FOREVER IN THE FORGOTTEN PAST.
YOU ARE READING
A Tale To The Understood
PoetryLife was it or Love.... Hate was it or Interest..... A Tale of Time.... On A Journey Of A Drop To The Ocean With A Space Unknown
