Collision

Randomly ruined.

I dont know what to call it,
I'll name it a random collision.
You seemed nice,
Your first smile, is still my favourite.

Life was pretty hard,
My soul was growing distant.
I still dont know why I told you,
Everything that was jarred.

You didn't wrap me in your arms,
You told me to stand up,
Fight like a warrior,
Heart filled with passion,
Chin held up.

You left, as it was time,
Byes were said, tears still unshed.
Suddenly, your arms were around me,
I swear, it was so close to a crime.

You were like rain,
Soothing and destructive.
Made me stronger,
And ruined me like cocaine.

Author's Note

Thankyou for reading.
:)

Reviews

[M P Ramesh]

saloni,

It is like rain and wind , a poem engraves a reader as above... He/*she may be wet and collapsed . But it generates the seed of the future... Its painful and of course self destructive
a fate of the writer is to be silent spectator to the event

good attempt indeed ....
carry on...
mp

[Saloni]

Thankyou for your time and words.
And your perspective is really interesting.
Thankyou for the review.