Pick Your Shattered Soul

Your heart may be ripped,
The hand you held thus far may have slipped,
The nights could seem darker than before,
The days might appear like some pigeonhole.

Don’t succumb to what happened in the past,
For few things are not meant to last,
Pick yourself from the shackles of the shattered dream,
Mend that broken heart,
cultivated new hopes,
A beautiful today is waiting for you with renewed steam.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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