Walking through life unscathed by
Hell on earth
Only because of me
And what do I get in return?
Mute mutiny and abandonment of hope-
In this world of ours, I’m alone
With time moving on with a grudge
I look at you and reminisce on
Times where we were side by side
Holding onto hope with bare hands,
Only to find our fingertips burned-
Unusual casualties of falling in love
Together, on an island alone.
Yet here we stand with
One of us ready to move on, to live! At least
Until she feels regrettable reprieve.
Nice poem …
Thank you for visiting my weblog. I like your poetry. Keep writing.
I am there with you…I get it, great work
GREAT POETRY! Filled with emotion, insightful…nice to meet you. Belinda
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The lamentations are poignant and heart rendering. Anand Bose from Kerala