Poem 111 : Burning My Past
Burning My Past - T ABRAHAM
The past hurts,
How fast it went,
Poking my thoughts,
Piercing my veins,
The past still stays,
The insults and cries,
The bullies and fright,
The deception in life,
Deceive to win,
I am deceived by you,
The past writ on paper,
The past around the air,
It is bitter and bitter,
The bitterest truth of all,
But you are just a paper,
A paper writ to be burned,
I am burning the past agonies,
I am burning the trauma,
I am burning you to ashes,
Never more you appear in flashes.
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