One Eight Ninteen Nine Four – Delhi Poetry Slam

One Eight Ninteen Nine Four

By Chakola David Paul

5 letters 4 words
3 terms 2 years
1 heart Left broken

Directions mislead
Love that fled
Brain that bled
Pain that I felt
Scars that I vent

Thoughts that come to haunt
Pain that comes to daunt
In love with the endorphins
Chained to the pin as I continue to spin!


4 comments

  • Beautifully woven 🤩 keep penning your thoughts and many many congratulations 🎉

    Leena Afsha Ishrot
  • Good One!

    Nived
  • This is very beautiful! Your words capture the emotions well about the struggle to move on…very beautiful!

    Pixy
  • This is very beautiful! Your words capture the emotions well about the struggle to move on…very beautiful!

    Pixy

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