Tuesday, October 22, 2013

100 words on a Saturday -7

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I knew it was my last day there,
My hearth and home that I was leaving behind,
Glistening eyes, mirroring my heart,
Drenching my soul in grief sublime.

Glimpses of a life less lived,
Belaboring the veneer that I hid beneath,
Exposing the despicable being I was,
Filling me with melancholy and regret.

The wheels turned and all was gone,
That last day perishing like I had,
What meaning could it hold anymore?
Those tears that could not be shed in time.

Take me back,
Turn the clock behind,
Let me live again,
And it would be right this time


Linking back to Sugandha's prompt on write tribe for 100 words on a Saturday-7
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