Why are there people,
Walking on the road,
Carefully holding something,
Crossing their arms,
Over their hearts,
Like A Cross.
I approached to one of 'em,
They look distressed,
About to cry,
Broken, bent and distress,
Is what their face said.
Tears in their eyes,
They look at me,
With hope and trust,
In their eyes,
Guard up yet being trusting,
They uncrossed their arms,
Only to see the heart,
Broken in to million of pieces.
I gasped,
At the state of theirs,
Something similar to mine.
I smiled sadly,
I opened mine,
Took out a Shard of red.
The fragments of a shrad,
Which was once a fine glass,
Now broken into millions,
Each fragments has engraved,
A story of its own.
They smiled at me,
Gave me another shrad of theirs,
We smiled at each other.
Hoping that we'll overcome,
This bad situation together,
With a smile on our face.
We parted along,
From that desolate place,
Hoping to see each other,
Next time smiling.
Thanks guys for supporting my poems and this book of poetic outbrusts.
Anyway the 69th chapter is published today XD.
This poem was written few days ago. May be a day or two, I didn't edit it. It's in same form as I write it. Hope you guys keep adding oil to my writing poetry so I can be more motivated to write.
After 30 chapters, I'll make a new poetry book.
Anyway I took part in one of the contests. I managed to get the 4th place. Close XD. I'm happy for your guys supports.
I hope you've a good day today.
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Faded Lines
PoetryA book of emotions narrating about the faded lines which are forgotten in the passage of time. A poetic outbrust of encaged feelings I'll post quotes, selfmusings, microtales, poetries written by me from time to time. Updated Twice A Day In short, i...
