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Poetry
1. The broken soul /2. The broken love
Zayed Latif Shaikh
1. THE BROKEN SOUL
Was I home to you or just a shelter until you find one.
Or even though if I was just a home to you,
Did you really even care to bright me up.
Or you were finding someone else and I was toy to you, to play around..
And when you found one, you just stabbed me and teared me apart.
Even at that time I wasn't sad, but just worn
Blood was on the floor and tears were dripping off.
And then I realised I wasn't a shelter nor a home
But just a puppet who got used and then thrown.
2. THE BROKEN LOVE
I have a dream to shine, wants
Her pleasing eyes of Vine,
The desired warm of pine,
Ahh Just loosing hope of mine,
Cuz this candle will never gonna shine..
In the darkness where there's no light,
All I just want is her essence and vibe,
Now I must say I'm heading towards divine,
The shades of light has totally gone,
The essence of her now feeling like worn,
Now the only thing I wan is to become her swan,
Fly up high, remember her and die .......