Melancholy of A Broken Heart
Smiles Turned into Mockery
Heartfully, our hearts parted ways.
Uncertain if it's a misstep or misunderstanding, yet it culminates in a breakup.
Separation lingers in a tale not inscribed by fate.
Smiles bid farewell, abandoning me.
My essence slipped away from me.
Melancholy became my steadfast companion.
The notion of "us" morphed into madness, fracturing into you and me.
This void became my confidant, dwelling in my heart as my constant companion.
Smiles turned into mockery.
I wandered in an eccentric presence.
An arrow struck me as you aimed with precision.
Will this wound in my heart ever mend?
I must endure this pain for a lifetime.
I should embrace this sorrow as a form of bliss.
My breath forcefully expelled you from me, transforming into torment.
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Malleswari
A passionate soul with a love for poetry, I explore the beauty of language through poetry and prose. My work span's themes of love, dreams, nature, and the human experience, often drawing inspiration from the world around me.
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