Your sour truth broke my heart
It left a cut that no words of yours can make it all right
The divine soul of yours made me fall so deeply
That there is no strength left in me to fight
Shadows are covering me , eating me away
My cries can't be heard to any distance
My tears are meaningless to this cruel world
Leave my hand and make it a bit painless
With you my dreams could have its own wings
But you crushed them and let them to die
With you I watched my every beginning
But now everywhere there are your pretty lies
Hyderabad is indeed the preferred destination for young poets
Your post was very very nice Dear Anhaar .Hyderabad is indeed the preferred destination for young poets.So much happening day after day. A sprawling cosmopolis.A silicon valley next to Bengaluru. The Charminar,Salar Jung Museum... well that was way back in the 70s. The delectable Biriyani. So many things/people around to inspire you to write. Wishing you all the best in your efforts.~ An~old~man~on~the~same~sun~side
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Thanks a lot :) I really
Thanks a lot :) I really appreciate your message and yes I am a proud Hyderabadi :D
I felt the pain... you must
I felt the pain... you must be doing something right. Look forward to reading more of your work. Welcome to PP! :)
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Thank you so much ! :) I will
Thank you so much ! :) I will work harder towards my next poem :D