Time has freezed,
My past mistakes,
and their leftovers,
Are making me weak.
First time the hater's
words,
Are hitting me.
I am breaking down,
So many rumours around.
The pain I receive,
Are not solely for my
deeds.
The person who shares,
these sins with me
I think I would not like to reveal.
By-Zaira Fathma


© Zaira Fathma