Hurt me as you can,
all the lines to cross;
I will just stay silent,
all the words to exhaust.
Saying it was a fault,
out the letters forced;
carrying its own regret,
sugar to taste like salt.
Afraid of the blame,
begging to just sort;
How could we handle,
The situation I bought.
Cold winter evening,
white sparkling frost;
these pages of chaos,
and my poems are lost.
Lost
Arya Gupta
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/13/2021
Poet's note: This poem tells about the situation when everything around is messed.
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Poem topics: lost, winter, evening, white, frost, stay, cold, sugar, fault, silent, situation, taste, regret, chaos, afraid, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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