A Poetry About Truth of Life
Someday someone steal your words,
the poetry you wrote for him will later be
dedicated to her,
the charm bracelet your wrist held in the
casket of death will be removed from your bones
and sold in auction,
the person whom you vowed to stay till eternity will
leave you in a month,
the garden and flowers which adorned your fences
will later turn into weeds and spider webs,
You felt such opia when you gazed in their eyes,
the depth of it will later be the reason of your
downfall,
The tedious journey of hating pain will later turn
into something much more complex,
loving someone will mend your heart and then the
same person will come sit next to you using and
twisting your soul whenever he become alone,
No one will stay except you and the tales you lived
will later be called legend in which you were a demon
who ate others heart just to fulfill its hunger of love,
Someday someone will forget you and the withered
flower that embellished a quote in a book will later be
crushed beneath their foots,
People will walk upon you and will dig up your bones
just to study how you died and not who you were before,
The intensity will diminish and your laughter
will fade,
the echo of your words will be forever be lost
in the dark alleys of some hearts,
the credits of your quotes will become a token
to someone who edited your words and created a
masterpiece,
no one will then say that you are their inspiration
for all we know, your name will have syllables that
may give your dead soul an idea to write a Haiku,
Everything will change and when the
changes become slow,
I hope that time becomes nostalgic and
remember who all were forgotten.
-Nimrahkhilji
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