Then one day
you walked out
bringing
the memories along
and you gave me
back my heart
now shattered
to pieces
held by my trembling hands
tears
streaming down
my face
as I held the door
firmly and
stood there patiently
at the side
clinging for the
tiny bit of hope
that you
might turn your back
that's slowly fading
and flash me
that beautiful smile
you gave me
the first time we met
that I truly adore
and feel the
warm gaze of those
dreamy brown eyes
one last time
-k.l.p
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts of a Mad Person
PoetryCollection of poems by an old lost soul. Let's keep these thoughts between you and I. Throw the judgements through the window. And embrace each other's vulnerability. It's my void of fantasy to escape the harsh reality.
