sleepless nights,
never ending fights.
swollen wounds,
broken bounds.
clamped mouth,
could never shout.
broken heart,
turned into a piece of art.
broken down into a million pieces,
happiness in the thing, she misses.
nobody saw her unshed tears,
neither did she expose her dangerous fears!
left alone in the corner of the room,
looking at the sky, wishing for moon.
~Anoushka.
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serendipity.
PoetrySerendipity (n) :finding something beautiful without looking for it. She loved with a love that was something more than love. *** A collection of love poems written by me. Beautiful cover by @bangtanboyzarelife❤...
