broken heart

Some efforts

rope away

like bated breaths

of a sudden takeaway

of love sprinkled

in a parch

she jumped

to a start

and remembered

her heart

was ill

and on a stent

she stilled pulsations

her cheeks grew crimson

was she after all to his want

an inner negative

of a typhoon shook her

and she lifted blanket

and in warm cover

lost the thought

for sometime

to come!



What do you think?


Written by Glower4

Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.

Story MakerQuiz MakerYears Of MembershipContent Author

Leave a Reply