That feeling that I thought would never be mine
That feeling is what was buried inside
That feeling was something I was missing my whole life
One day it came as if it was long mine
The day your lips moved to pronounce a name
Of a random girl
That feeling started 'the jealous game'
Inside my every cell
That day is when I realised
My heart ain't mine
That feeling which was buried inside
Broke out, searching your shrine
Ages and ages hence
I'm carrying this heavy feeling
My heart has been jumping place to place
In the path of healing
~Sree
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Missing | Poetry |
PoetryThese are not poems but thoughts that occurred to me out of no where. Writing long stories was difficult for me. So I tried to write them as poems. There are poems on love and heartbreak and crush and mood swings and many more problems faced by tee...
