his façade is broken,
like his heart of shards.
his nightmares awoken,
to shuffle the cards.
both throwing hearts,
but the tables have turned.
god knows it hurts,
but it′s time he learned.
Karran Kumar ℵ Shuffled Hearts
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The Knight of Hearts
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote between the ages of 16 and 19, about an inescapable first love that burned like wildfire and cloud castles that crumbled into a kingdom of ruin. And from its ashes, the Knight of Hearts rode on. ©︎ 2016 Karran Kumar
