Frame empty

In class with an old photograph

They were smiling like fucking lunatics

I was numb



Everyday tortured by their ignorance

Remember how they slowly erased myself from me?

replaced by a statue

lips sealed

a wordless puppet

Ashamed



Climping my way up

but I will never forget past can not be undone

Even though the picture is gone

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Afzal Shauq's picture

what a romantic and soul feeling poem is this one, I believe that you are still like empty frame non of any one pictures is there...maybe or maybe not.. but the poem is enough rich and the idea is of course very charming one.. like it...hope you will say more in poems...and wish to see your more sweet words to feed soul...the thirsty one... similer to your empty frame.. well done

Zeke Sage's picture

a memory can be lost
and sometimes replaced
forgotten with time
and sorrows we've faced

a picture is worth a thousand words
but your words will last forever
in a poem, a story, or a dying breath
you'll remember as if it were never