Ignored to see beyond my offence.
A devil she was, beautifully appeared,
Entered my heart, only to be shattered.
Caused a wound, that can never heal,
I wonder if all that happened was real.
I cannot forget her with drugs or alcohol,
Is this love or nature's protocol?
I want the strength to heal the wounds
Pull out the pain and put it on the ground.
That which is holding on to my past,
To make peace with memories at last.
I wanted to end, as I let it hurt
And day by day, deeper I was falling,
And now when I am healing,
her memories started rising.
My soul cannot think of another bond,
I barely made it out alive with her.
She is a beautiful devil,
crawled from the depths of hell.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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