White Flag
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Whoever said love is the sweetest thing,
The one who sacrifices himself for the cruel.
Love isn't an oath, and you lost your ring.
You have to keep her as a last jewel.
Don't just jump and fall for words.
Manipulators can easily steal your feelings.
They are magicians showing imitations of cards—
To make you believe he's the master of beings.
You can run as fast as you can,
Away from those manipulators of love.
Controlling your feelings as a man,
One thing that is unethical to the above.
Pretending you didn't know is like—
How do you protect yourself at all costs?
If the weakest point is vulnerable to a perilous spike?
The heart is the powerhouse; don't make it lose.
It's like a race to an unknown ending,
No one knows if you can win.
But you can raise your white flag to heading,
Giving up for what you have been.
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Cornelia Street (Republished)
PoetryThrough sonnets inspired by Shakespeare, I reveal intimate secrets I've longed to express, despite fearing they'd go unheeded. They capture the anguish of unspoken emotions, yearning for acknowledgment, only to face silence. First Published: May 5...
