Once lived a boy, down the streets ,
with heart so bright, Full of dreams,
and endless light illuminating his life...
But dark shadows fell upon his way,
And sorrow claimed his youthful day.
Life's darkness gathered, as sun settled down,
Guilt and regret, his heart did wound.
He paused in pain, and stayed awhile,
Waiting for the right moment to reconcile.
They say men don't cry, but can't deny,
The tears he's held, the pain he hide,
Once a boy, lost in sorrow's night,
Now stands tall, with morning light.
Through trials and tears, he's found his voice,
Once a boy, now a man, with a heart rejoiced.
- salony Agrahari (perfect)
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PoetryLosing someone is like being trapped in a maze of memories, where every reflection reveals a shattered fragment of what once was. Time distorts, and thoughts swirl in an endless cycle of grief. The weight of their absence crushes, making each breath...
