#Poem 118: Torn Photograph


Pen, paper and roses
And a torn photograph of us
I packed my bag and left
To travel across the world
I ran to the farthest end
Escaping the memories of you
But every night kept close
The little heart you drew
On the corner of my diary
I wrote poems in
Poems about you
And you being my win
I would trace my steps back
If I could, in an instance
To rejoin the torn photograph
And end this distance
I walked to the farthest end
And it still feels the same
The same ache in my heart
When I read your name.

Hey Everyone! 🌸 It’s been a long time!

I hope you guys are safe. The time is surely darker than we would have imagined, but there’ll be a bright sky soon. Till then, hold onto that little ray of sunshine inside you and keep a warm heart for everyone around you. 💜

Blessed-Be 🌸

8 Comments Add yours

    1. @BeingAmulya says:

      Thank you so much 🙂


  1. Ash says:

    Amazing lines. It’s been long!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. @BeingAmulya says:

      Thank you! I hope you’re doing good. 🙂


  2. So nice to have you back. As light to our hearts you bring. Life is sure to have its dark moments; but however dark the night might be, it always moves on making way for day and light.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. @BeingAmulya says:

      Absolutely true Sir. Happy to be back and read your wise words. 🌸 Keep sharing the light!


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