She was exquisite
Now she is subdued
She imparted love without limit
Now she and her decisions of life seems to have a feud
She was perfect with her imperfections
Spreading ecstacy carrying a burden in her heart
She gave too much of everything without restrictions
That's what became her foe hitting her like a dart
She is headstrong, she is beautiful and many things inexplicable
She is a better version of her self now, stronger than ever
She is oblivious to how much she is capable
She should be her own lover because nothing lasts forever...
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Vent To My Heart
PoetryI started writing to vent out my deep emotions. For me a poem is something that can never be subjective, it's always up for interpretations. When you get overwhelmed or happy or sad or anxious you can always opt for writing poems like I did and do...
