Copyright © 2014 Tanisha Rao
Bittersweet Memories
When I close my eyes,
I see you:
Burned and branded
on my mind.
I see you,
off to a new beginning
leaving me behind.
The hole that once held my heart,
filled with times bittersweet
I nurse my broken heart to health
the tender heart you deceived.
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When The Heart Whispers
PoetryThe poems reflect evergreen and intense emotions while others are as light and weightless as feathers. It's like the heart whispers softly, waiting to be heard. ~Vote and Comment~ © tanxsha [Previously warped_realities]
