It’s over now, all of my dreams,
All of my desires for whom I burned,
We have gone far, so far from the point,
We have gone to the point of no return.
No longer I feel the desire,
Desire to make you smile,
I am busy collecting the pieces of,
The pieces of my life.
I have to put those pieces back,
To stitch my world back again,
And I have replaced your piece,
Replaced it with a piece of pain.
No longer I see the reason,
Reason to help you through,
I am busy setting to fire,
The pieces of me you threw.
But I promise you this today,
I will phase this pain out,
I will smile, I will laugh again,
I will love again, no doubt.
I will change that piece of pain,
With someone’s piece of love,
You may try to stick in your piece,
But I will place a piece above.
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Archit Srivastava
Dr Archit Srivastava aka Archwordsmith is a practicing doctor, writer and poet. He has penned over 300+ poems and stories over 26 years from a tender age of 10 years.
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