Stood there on the war ground,
Soldiers lined up to rage a war,
Hearts once were entangled with warmth,
Now only the cold doubts demand.
The faith of promised rings torn apart,
Nothing remains other than burnt scars,
For the love that warmed me once
Now demands burning my heart.
It should've been a joke to forget,
But the words were too heavy for,
The chains were broken or were they?
Either way the war will rage.
For standing across you isn't hurtful,
Never going back home togther is,
No amount of love could conquer now,
The hurt that has been given already.
You stand there with your army,
Mine,today is ready too.
What we stake and what we sacrifice,
We both are killers, me for you.
No smiles will now calm this down,
We stake what we treasured till now,
These violet walls we build them,
Now it is time to tear this castle apart.
Let's break what we have built.
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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...
