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Every end has a start..

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English Poetry

I was a toddler
blooming beautifully in his arms
I was scared
but his embrace was secure
Every new day
was a dream coming true
But don’t know when and how
did I woke up from my deep sleep
to unfortunately realize it was a naked nap
I was a clown
and I staged the show
nights of cloud
did fade..
I was flying yet again
as I soared high..
here he comes to chop off my wings
bruised I fell
down so hard into a faint sleep
Yet my heart is alive
pulsing up and down
to be trapped but carefully
to breakdown but smoothly
to be in pain, a sweet one
to burn and yet be cool inside
to be unattached but be soul mates
and now i’ll recline
with destiny to..
untie few knots and few entwine…

6 Comments

  1. amit7578 says:

    very nice

  2. Apurva Bharat Gaglani says:

    lovely poem. Enjoyed reading it.

  3. Karnika Singh says:

    You Have a great future.. i am always a bag fan of your writing..
    they are intense.. like you..
    thumps up…. :-)

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