by 7 members and 19 followers It doesn't have to rhyme to be considered a poem.. it doesn't always have to wow you or astonish.. As long as it's real, true and from the Heart it's a poem.
Face purple from choking Slap away helping hands To afraid to open Emotions rusted From the lack of being used Lips once a healthy brown Now turned blue To late to change Pain is like glue Once dried and settled It’s hard to remove And I’m stuck Unable to move To think I’ll be fine one day Hard to believe Holding my breath for so long I can’t breathe
Forgetting what loss someone has incurred on you, Think of love, though a droplet, And get yourself assured The day will be yourself And you will live it to the full
Don't try to change the things as per your needs; Change your needs to make the most of them and to live better life For the source of such things is far away from our reach!