Red desert

Things break,

Even the ones unimaginably beautiful.

One doesn’t hear a sound,

And yet, feels an implode within.


It’s the biggest blow one can feel,

Like a silent shatter

To the castle of dreams

They say it shall pass,

And yet all I want


Is to hold on

To each memory trail

And hold it close

To this heart very frail


They say first love

is the most innocent one

As mesmerizing as a thing can be,

Albeit lost once,

Nothing does ever set your soul free.

The burning heart becomes a hole,

Giving your innocence a slow kill.





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