Little feelings that ignite with some insignificant trigger
Once they catch air of hope,
It set the feelings afire
and make them burning desires
Even when the fire is controlled
the embers continue to glow
In the unknown depths
Red hot in the center of darkness
No one knows, how many embers of put-out-desires
i hide under my cool smile
Secrets safely folded in the layers of heart
Hope that made me want something
And fate that dragged me away from it
Near possibilities that became desires and then secret dreams
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do comment, if it's too confusing? i am not sure if it makes the sense i imagined in my mind.
YOU ARE READING
Sad poems
PoetrySadness is reality of every day. I was asked what inspired me to write this- My answer is some bad days and empathy, for I know I am not alone in this, and neither are you.
