June 05,2020
He kept on moving back and forth
In the room
He wiped a hand
Over his face
As he let out a long sigh
'Stay away from me'
He kept replaying in thoughts
Pressing his lips together
He grabbed a vase on the table
And swung it across the room
She's fragile
He thought
'She'll be dead before
I get my hands on her '
He whispered with clenched teeth
Staring at the shattered vase
Today he didn't thought of roses
And rich wine
He thought of blood
Blood from his wife
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1 AM Reminders
PoetryAwards: 3rd place in poetry Shimmer Awards (September 2020) Highest Ranks - #1 -Poem [July 30,2020] #2-Poet [October 4, 2020] #1-Poemcollection(August 5, 2020) #4 Poetry (August 8, 2020) #2-thoughts Cover by @salonisaran
