These watery drops of rain
depicts the epic
of a heart in pain.
Daubed the smile
in the golden enamel
with vivacity, but in vain.
Perturbed by the fussy part
but dainty as a dew drop
waiting for the end with a restraint
Painful still end will happen
like rust ruin metal
and dust demolish men.
©Garima Mahajan
Just found a poem written by me long time back. Don't really remember why I wrote it but it matches my current mood. When you let someone enter your life, the person becomes a part of you. You can kill the relationship, but can not delete it. All the memories can not be killed.
When something happens to you, good or bad, consider what it means. There is a purpose to life's events, to teach you how to laugh more or not to cry too hard.
depicts the epic
of a heart in pain.Daubed the smile
in the golden enamel
with vivacity, but in vain.
Perturbed by the fussy part
but dainty as a dew drop
waiting for the end with a restraint
Painful still end will happen
like rust ruin metal
©Garima Mahajan
Just found a poem written by me long time back. Don't really remember why I wrote it but it matches my current mood. When you let someone enter your life, the person becomes a part of you. You can kill the relationship, but can not delete it. All the memories can not be killed.
When something happens to you, good or bad, consider what it means. There is a purpose to life's events, to teach you how to laugh more or not to cry too hard.
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