Saurabh Gupta Poet I do not know?

Black Heart

BLACK HEART
Bruised,
Battered
Loved the heart,not the face.
But the heart came ugly as face.
Played with emotions.
Left alone to face world.
To let world laugh at me without grace.
Black heart made ugly faces.
Enjoyed the pain she gave,
Amputed my soul from me.
Caught in liquour  bottle.
Crying for damsel.
For black heart with no shame.
Saying went in vain
ugly face has golden heart as well.
Trauma hit the heart
with blood flowing out of my veins.
Sliced down the veins
all flown out 
with black heart name.
Realised the heart i had
was pure so not to let it go in
vain.
And will still cry 
cry n
cry 
      in pain.

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