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Rivers of Life
I drown in the blackhole of memories
hearts break down as porcelain whispers echo
the hurt as a delicate origami unfurled
swirled as in a whirlpool crumpled and torn
your lies are as a cuckoo's call
empty echoes, shadows fighting the night
threads of my trust now frayed
swept away by my tempest of sorrow
hearts break down as porcelain whispers echo
the hurt as a delicate origami unfurled
swirled as in a whirlpool crumpled and torn
your lies are as a cuckoo's call
empty echoes, shadows fighting the night
threads of my trust now frayed
swept away by my tempest of sorrow
Published 31st Jan 2025
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Inspired by a competition
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1st Feb 2025 6:17am
2nd Feb 2025 7:58pm
Woww superbly eloquent and poetic in deep cut metaphors. Your choice of vocab is fabulous as well. Kudos for this fine muse!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
3rd Feb 2025 8:11am
Thank you so much for reading and commenting Zaynab 😊I will definitely read you up.
9th Feb 2025 3:27am
That opening line is very relatable and vivid.
Well done Grace, best of luck in the comp.
Well done Grace, best of luck in the comp.
11th Feb 2025 5:04am
12th Feb 2025 4:51pm
We tend to be carried away by the rivers of life and we are likely to keep weathering its tides and surviving its tough curves.. A wonderful poetry that speaks to the soul.. Stay always blessed with the gift of poetry dear Grace..
12th Feb 2025 4:56pm
Thank you so much dear Besma for reading and leaving such encouraging comments. Stay blessed aleays🌹
