I oft hear preachers say
'All the glitters are not gold '
How stupid of me to trust..
Not even a soul is there to
Share my pain and my sorrow
But everyone is there neither
To console me nor to care for me
I cherish my friendship..
Who trusted me the most...
I hate my closest one...
Who betrayed me to worst...
Even walls can have ears
Doors can have eyes...
Secrets can be reaveled ..
Buried past can be reopened..
Treasurable memories can
Become worst nightmares...
Yet now I remember ....
What the preachers says ....!!
'Trust no one even your
Own shadow became your enemy '
Don't take it wrong guys....its just what I felt one day....its really worst day in my life....
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BROKEN HEARTS
Poetry"Neither you broke me completely .. Nor your absence makes me cry.. Those past makes me strong... To live my life and to face my mistakes..." ***************************************** hi my lovely readers this is my poems.....please give it a try...
