🌹He was like a pleasant cold breeze,
On a warm and sunny day,
Whereas I, I was a storm
Like a hurricane, that comes abruptly, destroys everything
And disappears.
He was like a melodious song,
That not only delights the mind but also soothes the heart,
Whereas I, I was a silent weep,
Which none ever heard.
He was like a jubilant fire,
Such a fire that is loved by all,
Whereas I, I was a sociopath,
Such an ice, that was hated by all.
He was a well built empire,
Too gorgeous to be admired,
Whereas I, I was a ruined edifice,
Too wrecked to be healed.🌹
-Anika
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Sweet Suffering
PoetryPreviously known as : Tales of a broken heart "It's often difficult to put into words, the tales of a broken heart." A scattered collection of poems, snippets & musings. If you're looking for a meaning within my words, then you're in the wrong plac...
