Some unpleasant moments,regretting actions,because of which guilt is aroused that thrives our blood cold.....
Still reversing each negative track up and down our mind give up and tears makes their way down.
Its true that when we sit alone,
We sit with our past...
He just held on his breath and Swingles her letter. She is gone long before.....trace of her's is hidden back in his heart. The cage is now overpowered,his emotional breakdown is near
Very near!!!!
He slammed his head refusing to accept:
Feeling uneasy is certainly common now. Meeting specular glances with fake smile. Tripping on a thin line of hope breaks him within. Alas between his frequent panic encounter he reliquently lost his conscious. It hurts brutualy,down deep he know shutting off doors is best!
He act to be immensely busy enough to answer,when past gives a knock on his present door.
It hurts:
Just a Matter of time ;
Destiny chipped on pale face of mine!
Its my birthday I cried.
She left her son-men for a professional might!
My silent tears devoted to dark memory which sternly chocked the soul to divine.
Egoist personal reel heart ached years back,
It hurts till time !
A train of series passed alone
unless a drop of hope ,
a fight of stubbornness turned to rejoice;
Enemy of mine gave me love for life!
Again a hope of revolt arose in my heart but for time being as I again lost it because of my bloody past!
A lady minded me, played me; detached me years ago.
Same for revenge I did with another for my freaking ego!
All I destroyed it still hurts as weak smile pasted for lifetime,
It hurts when I remembered her cry......
After years my heart again ached ,
By listening her voice.
I don't deserved happiness as in course of revenge I messed all her life,
her emotions failed to hold the beast of Mine!
It hurts as apology came after she left the world,
cursing herself for devastated destiny which curled down my senses as I breath last the reel aroma of life.
It hurts just a matter of time as destiny chipped on arrogant face of mine !
It hurts when someone judges you for grey rumors embedded in mind!
It hurts ......memories chipped again in divine!
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Teens Corner
Poetrywe are teenagers who fight. shit happens we lie;we cheat;we feel the study pressure;we fall in love and end up with a broken heart. we bitch about the bitches-drink till we pass out. Hardships are faced and loneliness hide our silent cry. Still we a...
