Monday, 26 March 2018

My Broken Doll


Gazing at the stars, standing in this unknown place
Uttering no word, you held me dearly
Retrospecting the first moments, splash of colours fill my heart
Unboxed my crazyness, without any second thought
Vented out every little hitch, your presence was my only hope
Illusion over ruled now, the stitches are ravelling
Given time and care, getting detached from this broken heart
Natural dialogues faded away, space between us dilates
Exchange with me our roles, you'll know the other half of our story
Struggling to be 'strings attached', with all my emotions off
Hoping for a solution, which may not even exist...

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