Deceits blade

Deceits blade
 
There is another me deep down inside
suffering for the choices I once made.
A soul who lacks a core of self pride
as my options still continue to fade.

Deceits blade
 
There is another me deep down inside
suffering for the choices I once made.
A soul who lacks a core of self pride
as my options still continue to fade.

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Welcome to Poems N Prose... We are indeed honored to have you with us.

I think this is a very nice poem - a perfect expression of the feeling one experiances when love is lost.

So empty
So numb
As if the mind is gone
with the love lost.

Hope you will make this your home

Respectfully,
Amartya

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hi

i am somebody who shares the same emotions as you....hence understand this poem very clearly

there is something about ur style which makes me wonder........very much pushes me to think for a while..............thats good

i would like to read more of your poems

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hi

i agree it hurts bad when we realise that our current state is mainly because of the decisions that we took.....

That emotion is very well put...I understand that frustration very well BUT there is always a DAWN which follows the night...Keep ur faith in good times...

KEEP WRITING

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