Simple Poetries

Pain

Human is a unique creature!

The sinner always gets good fortune and the believer gets all the hate. 

The only thing left to talk about is this poetry.

If my heart was ready for friendship, why was it not ready for betrayal?

I didn't drink much, wrote this poem soberly.

Why did you, no they left me? Just call me. I'm alone

I am just a text away, I am not that far.

Seems like yesterday, when I saw the messages they wrote about me behind my back.

Ask them, these gaunt fingers don't write lies.

Feels like yesterday, when I thought our bond was getting fake.

After giving me so much pain, I don't need your consolation.

I still say to myself: I do not make enemies, nor do I have enmities.

I am poor, I don't know how to spend these nights broken mentally.

I ask God, why did you make fear?
Everyone wants to cry but we hate tears.

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Inspired by Gumaan song - Young Stunners.