Like a rose willfully plucked
Her nectar taken compulsively
Cruel hands tore her beauty
Left on the road to wither away
She dies slowly in darkness
Fearing every eyes that watch
Waiting for a silent escape
From a world that left her
Every dream of life broken

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

24 thoughts on “Broken..”

  1. I missed this one dear! That was the time that I was flying high up in the sky to Singapore!By the way the message seems to have sad…:(Goodluck and may you win in this contest!God bless…good morning!!!

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