Killing for something
No one has a thing
Then, I was craving for a ring
But why I am running?
A thought suddenly arrived
Stinking pain was alive
Who would help me cure the ill?
And try to let me feel?
Drop-dead gorgeous teary eyes
Was all I can see on her face
Stepping with my hand's fist
Look at her blank expressions
I close my eyes, tears fell down
A bitter smile has shown
How can it be invisible to them?
Am I really a great pretender?
For them to not noticed?
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Letters of His Undying Love (Poem)
PoetryThis is how God brings me in His Words where true light is offered.