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I am still on my fight…

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English Poetry

When all your tear
dries on your cheek
and you stand alone
to see your legs go weak

louder and harder
breaks apart your confidence
little had you known
the weight of your offence

so darker the sky
roars at your futile tries
every time you switch to start
with a regretting sigh

until you realize the scar
that breached your words
while you kept writing
answers discreetly crawled…

4 Comments

  1. Vishvnand says:

    beautiful poem
    Always is on some such fight
    people may be different and different too their plight
    The second stanza is penned very elegant, no doubt
    hearty commends

  2. A Passerby says:

    Nice one. Keep up the fight.

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