Even when her mind loses you,
her heart refuses to.
Will it ever be good enough?
Could I never get off
—The made up life filled with memories
Moments that never should exist
I'm a beauty princess,
and my life is full of make up
Will things ever make up to me
Will it be a dream, I could pinch and wake up.
I wish to say I'm fine
darkness consumes my sunshine
Mother who wasn't mine
I was just a sunflower in her shine
pretending to glow, like the moon that borrow
Now I stand with the pain of morrow
struggles, suffering, sacrifice... sorrow
I ain't the queen or pharoh
She was it all, without her.. I'm hollow
pain is getting deeper, life is shallow
I miss moonlit dinner,
your hands would serve me— the most kind spoons ever
Will i get another..
a hand full of food and a heart full of your love,
Perhaps it's no moon day,
She will come another day
I'll never look at the moon
tragedy of wishing she'll be back soon.
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️



Comments (1)
The longing here was so palpable. Such an emotional poem. I loved it!