Running from own shadow
Scraping to reveal the lesion
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow
Tired of this adhesion
The scar left behind
No sorrow or pity
I am not blind
And you're not so witty
Bruised are the skies
Pouring down the anger
Seen the lows and the highs
Light's turned green from amber
Drop down the beat
See your heart stop
Turning up the heat
It ain't gonna flop
Take my hand in yours
It might help you mend
The long broken doors
Just read the poem I penned!
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Lovely poem... Keep writing :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Prachi!
DeleteIt's a lovely poem
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Mansi!
DeleteThis is a different side of you, after all the inspiring lessons 😊
ReplyDeleteThanks Alok!
DeleteLovely poem! "Bruised are the skies
ReplyDeletePouring down the anger"—love these lines.
It might help u mend !
ReplyDeleteBeautiful version !
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ReplyDeleteLovely poem... Keep writing.
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