Found myself on a shore ,
Scars on soul and limbs are sore.
With each wave kissing my feet
Reminding me the first time we meet
How tightly you held my hand
Felt secure while walking bare feet on sand
Is it supposed to end like this?
If yes! then why we played the drama of eternal bliss?
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Sinking Alphabets
PoetryAnd I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.
