"He's shackled"
Everytime she looked
Into his coffee bean eyes
She'd feel it.
"I'm happy" he'd say,
A wonderful lie
With a bright fake smile
And maybe the world believed
But not her.
"He'd break free"
She always knew and
He did, even though it was him, Alone, against the world.
Now, she's seeing him
Flying high in the sky
With colourful large wings and
A bright real smile on his face
Whispering, "He's free now".
- borntowinash
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Everlasting
Poetry"Only moths can understand the pleasure of burning in the flame" (Started:- 24 - January - 2019) (Completed:- 22 - March - 2019)
