SCARSA Poem by Shweta ShahThere are,were and will be times when one gets shattered and finds nothing to cling on! This is what i wrote to raise my spirits in the moments of despair!I am sorry about the font and its size, If you don’t like it! But this is what deemed fit to me…
Scars It is been rightly said that the language is scarce For the words are not enough to describe The pain inflicted upon me I have been wounded many times Some do heal But some leave behind A constant reminder Of the betrayal Of the misery Of the broken trust Of the void left in me That God knows what could fill it back All in the form of scars
They over shadow me And tend to never leave my side When in dark or light And prove to be A constant reminder Of my mistake Of my consent Of my very acceptance of the fate Of the treacherous happiness That my heart felt Which appears fake Something which my traitorous heart tricked me into…
I tried to erase them Screen them And what not To conceal myself Of the loss I suffered Of this unendurable agony Of the tasted forbidden fruit Of the beautiful possibility of the road not taken And the magnificent landscapes I would have adored While treading the unknown territories But my feet abandoned those prospects…
The scars are dreadful and unbearable I don’t thank for their presence Each individual could construe them their way But I would brand them as lessons and await the tomorrow Which shells the hopeful pearls Of my glory Of the zenith I would embrace Of the happiness kissing me Of the perpetuation of risks For no matter how many nightmares I encounter I would not stop looking for the dreams… Which could accept me Along with my scars However gruesome they may be For the burnt pages make The book worth reading… (even if I would have to dance alone in the rain)
© 2015 Shweta ShahAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on July 23, 2015 Last Updated on July 27, 2015 AuthorShweta ShahSurat, Gujarat, IndiaAboutHi People! I am an Applications Engineer in Oracle and have spent 22 years here on Earth with the love of my life...FOOD!!! I am obsessed with stories and would be obliged to get my hands on somethin.. more..Writing
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