The warmth enough to light the shadows,
But not get rid of the darkness.
The elegance that chases the sky,
I wonder what connects us.
Like the ashes fallen on the wooden floor,
Shine as the torch light fall on them,
A pretty lie covers that dark truth,
Why does this night seem so lonely?
There should be answers here,
Not only plain blames.
Hopes shattered scattered across the floor,
Like the glass that broke to peices.
There is nothing left to appreciate,
As the moonlight reflects through the mirror,
I see myself in this broken glass,
Wishing every moment that I should disappear.
I should disappear when the time comes,
To only get valued,get loved.
I doubt if ever my fate takes turn,
And I will be the one receiving your love.
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Our Violet Walls
PoetryBook #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of...
