From smooth gentle breeze,
To poison green current,
Life turned.
The long assimilating breath of hope,
Now chokes, suffocates and stifles.
The inhalation of life,
Now become gasps of survival.
The wind that blew from love to expectations,
Now bluster from darkness to desolation.
Whispers of sweet love that treated my ears,
Chaos is what now left, bringing back my old fears.
It used to kiss my cheeks with softness and intimacy,
Now slaps of hate & abhor is what I receive.
The wind that carried the aroma of blooms,
Now stenches of stale, rotten deadlings.
Flower that bloomed to the birth of a child,
Now laid on someone cold and dead.
Now I bleed Inside,
Though Cover my scars with a fake smile,
Living to survive and inditing for a relieving sigh.
My pieces are shattered,
Each reflecting a different me What to carry and what to ignore,
Is what I need to resolute.
But one things is sure and adamant,
Carrying back the shattered me I’ll slit myself and bleed.


4 Comments Add yours

  1. First three lines into it and I already loved it. πŸ’œ

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  2. Ssameera :) says:

    Painful but beautifully done. Your poetry is growing boy. πŸ™‚ β™₯

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    1. πŸ™thank you Sameera.

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