• pradyumndutta 51w

    Saddest thing this time is
    I no longer like
    These dark nights
    The smile I wear
    On my superficial face
    Is only partly right

    Feeling imprisoned in the
    Conversations we had
    I need to erase
    What counts to be
    The stories which were left unread

    I want to ward off
    The memories of her words
    She tore me into pieces
    As if it didn't hurt

    No one will understand
    The gravity of what remains
    What really heals me
    Is the endless foggy
    Shapes my soul attains.


    ©pradyumn_dutta



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    Saddest thing this time is
    I no longer like
    These dark nights
    The smile I wear
    On my superficial face
    Is only partly right

    Feeling imprisoned in the
    Conversations we had
    I need to erase
    What counts to be
    The stories that were left unread

    I want to ward off
    The memories of her words
    She tore me into pieces
    As if it didn't hurt

    No one will understand
    The gravity of what remains
    What really heals me
    Is the endless foggy
    Shapes my soul attains.


    ©pradyumn_dutta