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You told me you
              Couldn't find your way
                                     In your darkest nights
So I left you a star
               A star in every poem
                               To find your way home
//On her//
Thank you all for loving this poem so much! It's such an honor to have a daily poem.
I wrote this for a special someone in my life.
 Jul 2016 hopelessmuggle
Aditi
The sorrow is yours,
As much as it's mine,
Your heart has rights to its tears,
The same way mine cries.

The treasured moments,
Are tucked,
In the curve of my lips,
Just the way they, sometimes, creep to your cheeks,
And make you blush.

The nostalgia, the sweet pang behind them,
Can be read in your eyes,
Just as obviously as they show in mine.

The sorrow is yours,
As much as it's mine,
Your heart has rights to its tears,
The way mine cries.

Don't bother drawing lines,
We are bound to cross,
My heart is crazy,
Just as bad as yours.

The rumors that transcend,
Like wildfire in dry woods,
My contribution to these stories,
Are as much as yours.

Give words to these memories,
A tune to these words,
The old tune that you'll hum,
Will belong to me, as much as it belongs to you.

My verses,
And your prose,
Tell the same tale,
Of same loss.

This sorrow is yours,
As much as it's mine.
When a relationship ends, both sides are hurt, it is not like only one of them has the right to be hurting...and it is something we forget. We think we are alone in our pain, and that makes us sadder. Tbh I don't really think it is easy being friends with someone you were romantically involved with...but I do believe that one should let go of grudges cause after all, their part in your story was as much as yours.
 Jul 2016 hopelessmuggle
Ris
If I'm crying, can I use your shoulder?
Or will you take my hand and show me
your collection of jars stored with
my years of tears?

Will you show me each year
and tell me the stories behind them?
Will we go through each tale to
I'm crying again?

Will you dry my wet eyes and tell me
you have no more room for my tears?
Will you delete my broken memories
to I have no need to cry again?
My first poem posted on here, I hope you like it!
where do broken hearts go
to catch their breath
to rest their pulse
to heal their ache
when no one can help
and the damage is done
where do broken hearts go
Written: February 22. - 2015
You’re a two feet dragon. You’ve cute. Tiny with your essence.
You’re a mini fire breather. You obliterate my pains to dust.
You’re a fire breathing dragon. I catch my breath in your presence.
You’re joy in your protection. Your love is iron strong, never rust.
For Divya G.

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