#14 Poem: Walking Dead


The time passes away like sand from hand,
But memories make stand,
Memories once i made,
With you now invade;

Invade in my heart, soul and mind,
if i could rewind,
i would destroy all,
To prevent my fall;

Fall in the depth of their dark sea,
Alone i wanna be,
With my own thoughts,
And self created droughts;

In droughts of your fake love and care,
Without cries and despair,
I am moving ahead,
Like a walking dead!!

I just came across to a different kind of poetry.. so i just tried for it.

Β© Amulya Bhardwaj


Published by: @BeingAmulya

I am just an ordinary girl who loves reading and writing... This is my way to explore my inner self and to treasure my memories and thoughts !! For me writing is my "life's potion"... I just can't get things out of my mind utill i write them.


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