76: Bluer Feels

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Tired like a withered leaf ,
Battered till my cries gone deaf

This tears are a piece of my utter despair ,
It felt colder than the hazy breeze.

This silence cuts deeper than a knife ,
Painful smiles just to pretend I'm alright

Being alone is a gloomy place to lay rest ,
But tonight I found solace in solitude ;

- a peace of mind amidst the heavy rain!..




~ nniiwwpoetry ~ 04/06/24

thousand words (random poetries!)Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora