There is a part of me that is fallen in the deep shadow of grief.
there is a part of me broken into pieces as a result of knowing your side.
There is a layer of me that widens out and falls down on me over and over again,
There is part of me asking the same question again and again,
whether you threw frustration of something else or you really intended to broke my heart.
I might change drastically as a result of all these happenings,
there might be a death of old me and a birth of new me,
But still, I am not mad at you,
still, there’s a part of me who will always pray for you.
Because there is a part of me who believe that it’s all my fault.
There is part of me that is lost in the mist of dreams,
There is part of me, trying to wake me up from this nightmares.
There’s a part of me who have decided to stop writing poems. Awesomengers is now filled with just poems, so now onwards I am going to focus on writing articles and short stories.
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