Misspelled story – poem #12 – (2021)

Amazing days are but illusions, and Back-breaking nights vain conclusions Circumstances become a cul de sac The pride will betray and throw back The scars are but a misspelled story Converted into reconstruction glory.

Thank You!

I trust you You trust me We trust our future Life is tricky But together, still we’re As we were Seems I owe you, An huge apology. My love! I have given you Hundred reasons To abandon me But you haven’t, Yet. So thank you. For my sake And for Our life ahead. Perhaps It

What Is In A Name?

Originally posted on Frank Solanki:
What is in a name? Call me darkness Or call me light You can call me nice Nasty or impolite You can call me wrong You can call me right You can call me day You can call me night Call me any of the words out there What do…

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Protected: In the end, I found her out tired.

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