Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2020
It's simple for the devil to apologize for his wrongs

When he has no intention of making a home out of the arms that have enveloped him,

No plan to bed down in the memories he has created,

And no desire to keep warm the hearts he has collected all these years.
Written by
Donielle  30/F/Pennsylvania
(30/F/Pennsylvania)   
41
   Aparna
Please log in to view and add comments on poems