Blood stained the clean tiles
as the knife sliced my veins.
As the throbbing started to slow down,
I remembered all my pains.
I begged God for forgiveness
as I slipped into peaceful darkness-
The only solution to a life;
a life which became a mess.
I crave to lie in your arms again
but life is too short.
I want to kiss your soft lips once more
and take a quick draught.
One last time if I could feel you,
my prayers would seem answered.
May you never drop a tear for me,
may your sorrows be all conquered.
That you loved me was the best;
the best that happened to me.
Now time is over baby;
its time for me to be free.
You will find me in your dreams baby
I promise I will come
We'll share our fantasies there,
and sorrows some.
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Debolina Sengupta
1 comment:
Why this poem? Write a happier one.love you dear. We are there.
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