Poetry Talk
New post from Fathima.J6
Empty
And as he ran past
Even time stood still,
Perplexed.
He was beyond sight,
And time still crawling,
Struggled out of the hole,
the hole my mind dug deep for it.
My sorrows weren't all mine,
Some his,
Some mine,
Some of a time which
Isn't mine anymore
I lay plundered,
Of love
Of warmth
Of all that was given.
I lay forever now,
In the hole,
That even time left vacant.
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