I want to write
On what you did to me
On what I felt back then
And on what it still has on me
But my hands…
They feel numb…
They can’t move
They want to… but back then
You used to make them move
With your love,
When I wrote for you
Those were the best I wrote
And probably the last I wrote
That was actually about me
I want to write,
On myself… and you
You… who aren't here anymore
Never was…
I want to write,
On how hollow I feel
On how painful it was
When you left…
I want to write,
On solitude…
On myself…
Quite an heartfelt poetry it is... so wrapped & coiled with some trails of un-broken-ness. Funny it's to be saying how love brings two souls close to each other, and how wickedly it even "segregates" 'em from "one-another". Sometimes, love seems to be an enigma of fantasy itself that takes you on cloud nine when you are in love, and throws you straight back at the thrones of clowns when it's gone. Such a poetry it is! Very obvious with words. It's been so long reading your work. I would be looking forward to reading your work, shortly.
That's a very good idea to get your free time spending with the writing. I love the way you started the write n ended it up with the greatest description of the poem.
Stay blessed!
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10 Years Ago
Thank you Stephen. Glad you liked it :)
10 Years Ago
It's all my pleasure, Anusha. It is even an honour to me to read your beautiful stuffs.
read moreIt's all my pleasure, Anusha. It is even an honour to me to read your beautiful stuffs.
Hope to read some of your more stuffs in a day.
Keep posting, pretty girl.
N hope to read some of your more stuffs in a day. So keep posting, pretty girl.
10 Years Ago
Thank you Stephen.. lol :D :)
10 Years Ago
It's been an honour too to have an angelic thanks :)
Stay beautiful you pretty girl, prettiest.. read moreIt's been an honour too to have an angelic thanks :)
Stay beautiful you pretty girl, prettiest Anusha :)