#BirthdayPost
People take my poetry as a piece of art,
Little do they know, it's the story of a beating heart.
You were love , you were kindness and also deranged,
But you accepted me for what I am and then what changed?
I guess you did,
And I couldn't even get you for the highest bid,
Which was my life and eventually you left me in the mid,
Now flames pour down my eyes, and ashes can be seen where there used to be eyelids.
My feelings became a fusion,
Of both illusion and confusion.
That left my mind to be delusional and insecure,
Which once used to be disentangled and so pure.
When you left, my life became numb,
You gave me no choice but to succumb.
You might think I'm a loner scum,
But I tell you, my heart does have a rhythm.
The echo of your mesmerizing voice in my ears still prevails,
Only to create memories that now are the reason my heart bewails.
It was the day when you and I grew miles and miles apart,
When this story became that of a bleeding heart.
#BirthdayPost
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