May 18
There is no attachment.
There is no affection.
But there is enough pain.
If you don't look at me, Know one thing for sure.
You would not get me at my last place.
Because I feel the efforts in the last place are devoid of your touch!
There is enough pain.
And I don't wish to fall into any trap of your excuses.
Because for me, I have to deal with my chronicles of pain.
©shivpoetesspriya
There is no affection.
But there is enough pain.
If you don't look at me, Know one thing for sure.
You would not get me at my last place.
Because I feel the efforts in the last place are devoid of your touch!
There is enough pain.
And I don't wish to fall into any trap of your excuses.
Because for me, I have to deal with my chronicles of pain.
©shivpoetesspriya
Below are the first four chapters of my new poetry book, titled Chronicles of Pain:
1. Diving at the Lost Shore to Find My Lost Heart.
2. A Lost Shore Without Your Touch.
3. The Weak Roots Yearn for Your Gaze.
4. An Empty Close.
©shivpoetesspriya
1. Diving at the Lost Shore to Find My Lost Heart.
2. A Lost Shore Without Your Touch.
3. The Weak Roots Yearn for Your Gaze.
4. An Empty Close.
©shivpoetesspriya
