'I won't look back into his eyes'
I wrote in the skies but little do I know I would become.....
.....BLIND
As his smile was my vision which made me........
....ALIVE
Oh, that smile with
which all flowers blossomed
and, my petals....
......DECAYED
I grasped, I suffocated for his fragrance still lingers in air taking me back to those....
....DAYS
Trembling and holding
my own hand the universe
that I carried on my shoulder becomes heavier and heavier
This kid tripping and learning on her own searching for
the heart which doesn't
pumps for her...
.....ANYMORE
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A Journey Towards Death
PoetryIn order to find meaning of love , one' s have to go very deep the deepness is thousand times more than that of the sea many went and they lost their selves and this girl is from one of them.......