I ask myself
Why are you so obsessed with your past?
I ask myself
Why do you keep writing about a person who you lost
I ask myself
Don't you feel shame of still holding that person who won't come back
I ask myself
When will you stop writing about him
Myself says
I'm a half cut tree whose roots are still in the ground
Uselessly
Myself says
A poet will never let anyone die
Myself says
I'm proud that I don't pretend to forget
Myself says
When I find something more close than him
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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...
