The demeaning pain, gusts through my heart
With every single blow of the words, slapped into my ears
An echo of love and hate spewing down my veins
Screaming those romantic words, that once carried beautiful meaning
Dark clouds poured and raged a heavy storm
In which my tears were washed down
And,
once again I got torn and broken
By that someone.....who was my own
©Seema Sen, 2020
Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 11:57 PM UTC
The demeaning pain, gusts through my heart
With every single blow of the words, slapped into my ears
An echo of love and hate spewing down my veins
Screaming those romantic words, that once carried beautiful meaning
Dark clouds poured and raged a heavy storm
In which my tears were washed down
And,
once again I got torn and broken
By that someone.....who was my own
©Seema Sen, 2020
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