By-Shehena Mercy G

Don’t disturb me

Came a text from HE

Just three words

Jumped back to vista of years

Those days of friendlessness

Nights of loneliness

Scared of fakers

Hurt by haters

Too naive to obscure

Too heavy to endure

Thoughts of that one scar

As repeated made her scare


Failed to be recognized

As she was useless they realized

Through thick and thin

They were so mean

Ignorant she was

Unaware of the bitter truth

As she started sailing on calm rivers

They then made her theirs

Fate is all they said

Fake is what she names them



Never did she know

Her courage to quit

was mightier than

The courage to yield


A tale of lost innocence

Again had an unwanted bye!



This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn



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