Glower4
A ‘wrong’ clouded me
nay, it rained
in full flush
as I saw her beam
literally aura
at the sight of him,
I clenched
fists on the wooden
rod of the bench
as my index ring left red marks
as flowers
swayed
to an evening song
inspite of my manicured
feelings for her;
despite my hard wired guts
to remain to secure her
I bore the risk
and let her off
towards
the adoni
of her dreams;
sundering my castle
to the thunders of emotions
I lived, ever since,
a life of wreck
alive yet dead
Then one day
a feeble knock
woke me from
my nighmares
they had turned true
what I saw
was a haggard her
all torched
and sickening blue
akin a bird
snatched of wings
my fist grew hard
left a red mark
on the index of my mind
I broke from twice to millions
my error and my mistake
I did not assist her
with my wisdom
after all!
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nice photo captivating!!!!!!!turtles
I like your style……..
Amazing heartfelt words. I like your style.
Thank you …and good to see that you also delve deep
Yes too deep sometimes.
I like this , smart without a Miss. Your turtle is on a roll
to in bare your Soul
great comment and really appreciate that
Awesome poetry enjoyed. Love the turtle.
lolololol yeah you must be loving the turtle