WHEN I WRITE...
An interesting part is that what poetry resembles is most likely the main reason for a poet to write it. Studying and knowledge of words are easy these days as one can have that by acknowledging our books, but poetry is more than just random sentences and words. As the author of this article i
My wounds are healing but leaving scars,
Spending all night, in a public bar...
Walking down-street with an empty heart,
Baby just call me once am not so far...
I walked alone in the darkest night,
Hyped myself for a worthy fight...
Punching the wall feels bore to me,
Unworthy to love, as I fall on knee..
Your touch feels the same but heart's not mine,
I tried my best but u still declined..
U gave up easily so I am not so sure,
My soul was worthy and my heart was pure..
You spoiled me in a way, that even i can't keep up
Your eyes say the same, but your ego hits u much...
Interesting facts in an interesting way,
You moved on and am just spending days...
I cry so hard with my punches on a wall,
Messing my life having an unusual fall...
Tears on board, so can u hug me tight,
My eyes say the same but my heart wants to write....
- Luv Shukla
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