By
Aruma Bhat in
Poetry |
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Tenderly as you held my hand;
I felt like floating in a Wonderland.
Drunk entirely in this temporary bliss;
Ignored warnings of falling in a dangerous abyss.
Your pretty words and loving smile covered my hazy eyes;
Slowly as the time flew by I realized the words were mere lies.
Touch that once was c Read More...
Published on Mar 31,2020 04:33 PM
By
Aruma Bhat in
Poetry |
Reads: 442 |
Likes: 0
Stigma they call it;
When she sees her & feels her heart flutter.
Stigma they call it;
When she confesses and hears a yes with a stutter.
Stigma they call it;
When he finds himself falling for the guy with the pretty dimple.
Stigma they call it;
When dimpled guy finds the attraction to him not s Read More...
Published on Mar 31,2020 04:29 PM
