I ousted her
from my heart
that kept bleeding taking her name
Outcasted her,
from every dream
that bore her presence
Denied her
from the thoughts
that often clouded my mind
Wrung her,
from my soul
so that I don’t have her in my yore
I cleaned, screamed, ran, hid
I ran to the other side of the world,
I made friends,
I stayed aloof,
I tried everything I could humanly do
but damn she,
as adamant as she could be,
never left me in peace once
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Some people creep into our hearts and then refuse to leave. This is beautiful.
True that. Thank you so much for your lovely comment
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Haunted by love is sometimes a pleasant ghost to be bothered by. Lovely words my friend.
The yearning, so cute.. beautifully put.. 😇👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼
Letting go isn’t easy..💙
Wow
I have been reading Black Butterfly by Robert M Drake and there is this line in it “But every once in a while you will come across someone who will completely rob you from your sleep, and those are the people who are just too beautiful to put into words.” I think that goes with your beautiful poetry 🙂
I now the haunted feeling.
Thanks so much my friend for your kind read
Thanks so much, D
True Sameera. Thanks for reading
Thanks so much, Adithya
What a beautiful thought you shared. Thanks so much for your kind words. Much appreciate it
Haha. Let see if it last till you return
🙂 Pleasure is mine 🙂
My pleasure😊
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When you deeply fall in love with someone you become them and then to seperate them from yourself becomes impossible.It isn’t easy to let go💔
True my friend. You read it so so beautifully. Thank you
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Yeah, I read this again! A little of that haunted feeling still prevails 😀
Lol. It will recede until you return next 😊I call it fading away
when sometimes seeps in our soul it becomes an impossible task them to out them anymore. such a beautiful poem
Thank you for your beautiful read
Hahaha,
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