I'm the flower
That bloomed with great expectations,
But crashed down the tower,
Realising all those were hallucinations.
I never got my best friend,
Caught hold of books and pens.
However, my life didn't end,
Though I wanted, to remove my stains.
I was left all alone,
Nobody reached a hand for me.
Even if someone gifted a casual stone,
I would have been grateful to thee
However, someone came up,
I was in love with him.
A few days later he wanted a break up.
Shocked, I just stared at him.
Finally I agreed too
For the fault was mine.
"Alone were, alone are, alone will be you",
I persuaded myself everything to be fine.
And that came true.
I'm thankful to everyone
For bringing from me someone new
By being rude and insulting times a ton.
- Zayana Cullen
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Silent Whispers of Dysphoria
PoetryWhen mirror is not enough to reflect emotions, when talks are not enough to convey feelings, a silent poem and a pen and it's creations may help. Edit (April 14, 2020) : This book was previously titled as "Autumn Leaves" *NOTE FOR READERS* Dear rea...
