Masterpiece of pain
Masterpiece of pain
Each night is a masterpiece of pain
that lingers in her broken heart
trying to find what was
and what is now
she sips memories and lives
the curse of love in her cozy
domicile where in the midst
of broken stars she lost it ....
—a constellation of pains
that still stands upfront
monumentally, gazing at its beauty
the day that only matters
is a memorial event that swallowed
the one she had.
Now sitting in a canvas of thoughts
journeying to the unreached cores
of what was—
a thing that flickered like a storm
in the autumn winds
now is pain that whispers its lines
to her ears for the love
that was stolen by time
leaving only memories
painful —deep scars
broken —unhealed wounds
dimmed, weary eyes
and hope // soons
She gets lost every blink of an eye
in the mysteries of unreached paces
of love / what was.
©® MZEE MACH
26th Dec, 2024
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