Feeling lonely in a crowd of friends,
They are good, though far or near.
But I am always far.
Friends are there, but they've changed.
Changes of life, uncontrollable,
Pain of life, unbearable.
I want my old friends back.
Friends who were innocent - without any egos.
Without any attitude,
Without any rage.
Pain fills my heart as I sit and write here this poem.
My heart cries for someone, who can understand me.
Searching a friend for my soul,
I am lost in this hatred world.
Trying to search for that one person who can be,
Exactly be the way way I want them to be.
To understand the depth of my soul.
Sometimes, when I don't have anyone to share my thoughts to,
There is someone called paper to pour my soul out.
Thanks for stopping by,
Saramitra
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Journey to the Depth of my Soul ✓
Poetry❝you've been broken for long, come, let me heal you again❞ the darkest valleys of soul have been broken for long. let's burn our inner flames again, soaring so high, it makes the stars smile again. let the journey begin. bon voyage. ✦•··············...
