Poem- The Last Path!!
Writer- A Juniors
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Broken from inside,
Feels harsh my life,
Thinking about him,
Makes my eyes cry.
Not able to trust the truth,
Today truth feels so rude.
Just his memories calm my mind,
Like sunlight pleasures an ill guy.
Washing his clothes,
Feels like losing his essence.
Don't know why,
Every time I feel his glance.
Noise is so much,
I can hear only birds say.
Moving back from him,
Can't be possible for me.
Soaps can clean the germs,
Can make my skin pure.
Is there a soap that can clean memories I endure?
That last path,
Towards the rest,
Can't be erased.
After a long time,...