In the ruins of memories
Lie some thoughts worth forgetting....
Scattered like shards of glass
Shattered into a million pieces
Yet sinking enough to wound....
Raw, unhealed and bleeding
Leaving behind scars
That never fade....
Yet when the eyes are misted
The face draws curtains of smiles....
Clouds of silence
Cushioning the very existence.......
The threatening voices draw lines.....
Lines, that should never be crossed...
The violent cries are lost
In the depths of baseless fears....
Like the hidden message of a painting
Waiting to be deciphered.......
Yet the seen, is the believed
And the hand reaches out in vain....
Scalded emotions are washed with time
But the ashes remain.....
Like a hurting reminder
Of untold grief......
Drowned in numbness
Of age old pain,well concealed....
2 comments:
Magical poem dear......jst love it.....welll every wrd has the soul thats required to make it awesome.....anyway dear....ur poem rocks.....by far its ur best.....accordin to me....anyway keep rockin via ur poems aswell.....:)
the ashes remain.......you have struck a chord with this poem and i do not have enough words to hail it all i can say is you have arrived...and just carry on..you will create magic
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