The "you" in me has passed away.
What little remains of me today, The "you" in me has passed away.
What little remains of me today,
The "you" in me has passed away.
Reflections came and filled my soul,
But where they went, I’ll never know.
I wished my wounds would start to heal,
Yet wounds on wounds, I came to feel.
A fleeting moment, I devoured time,
The ages passed, both yours and mine.
What little remains of me today,
The "you" in me has passed away.
Such darkness grew within my core,
That even shadows dared no more.
I sank into my heart’s deep sea,
Then oceans drowned themselves in me.
What have I become, I cannot say,
What colours now in me hold sway?__________________________________
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Oh wow, this hits deep! It's like peeling layers of loss and self-reflection. The way it captures that fading sense of "you" while unraveling the weight of emptiness—it’s hauntingly beautiful. The imagery? Just chef's kiss!✨👏 Oh wait! What'd I call you Mahveen or Waseem ?
Your poetic expression has a way of touching the soul!! Keep going!!! ✨
"I wished my wounds would start to heal, Yet wounds on wounds, I came to feel.", a crushing couplet 😶🤝 This poem is great hard work of the Author 🤝💕 Excellent girl ✨