I am poorly madeA Poem by Mustafa MerchantFragileI could shift mountains from its place, That cannot be measured or weighed . But Incapable to quite thinking about you, Convinces me that I am poorly made. No bulk upon me of grief and stress, Could ever weigh me down to my brace. But In your absents I shun and shatter, Into bits and pieces I scatter . Unshaken I remain, facing the storm, That gushes towards me in multiple form. You spill into my memories never to fade. Too weak to Unremember, am so poorly made. To achieve the absents of your thought, Is the war I lost, but I fought. Not a moment without your musings could I seize. Forgetting you relentlessly brings me down on my knees, My deeply felt failure is to forget you. And another grievance was when I lost you. For all my life this is the price I paid. Unable to forget you, am so poorly made. © 2018 Mustafa MerchantReviews
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