After all that’s transpired, Broken promises and Tears unshed Wounded pride and Trampled desires You do it with ease Without an iota Of remorse you seek Rather command Forgive. ‘I’m Writing Bravely for the Write Tribe Festival of Words – March 2019’
Love, the definition changes with each one’s perception. This is a poem written for #WTProBlogger on Bhavya’s blog Ishithaa
Sometimes things go to a point beyond repair, which is when there is no other option but to recreate.
This poem is written by Bhavya on her blog Ishithaa.
Can’t you see me, making all this noise Banging on your window, flailing my arms Is it so difficult or have you gone so far Am I just a shadow, a figment of your dreams What about those dreams, together we wove Remnants of that fabric still in my closet True I was a coward, …