I saw the nature I once loved,
The sun, stars, and moon above.
Skies with birds flying,
With the wind and the trees dancing.
The beautiful glimpse of it made me realize,
I broke these once or thrice.
T'was a memory I should forget,
Something I reminisced with regret.
I was happy with hidden agony,
No one noticed my pain,
I became insane.
And then, I saw my beautiful place.
This is the world I carved,
My skin with millions of scars.
Now, I shouldn't blame anyone else,
Because no one broke me, but only myself.
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 4:58 AM UTC
I saw the nature I once loved,
The sun, stars, and moon above.
Skies with birds flying,
With the wind and the trees dancing.
The beautiful glimpse of it made me realize,
I broke these once or thrice.
T'was a memory I should forget,
Something I reminisced with regret.
I was happy with hidden agony,
No one noticed my pain,
I became insane.
And then, I saw my beautiful place.
This is the world I carved,
My skin with millions of scars.
Now, I shouldn't blame anyone else,
Because no one broke me, but only myself.
