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Raisa Bhadra Poem
Healed heart can still bleed
A little bit of peace is all it needs
The storm of pain which crossed the heart,
The torture which hit it hard,
The unknown torment which ruled it,
The ache which worsened it day by day,
has engraved the mark,the proof in the heart-
The scratches and wounds proves it all ;
Yes, healed heart can still bleed!
Healed heart can still bleed !
Some drops of gentle rain is all it need
To wash away those stains of blood.
The heart says - "Ah! Its hurts."
As it's too much to bear for oneself,
It's now time for the heart to restart itself.
Time passes, but the memories remains;
Good memories gives the heart peace,
Bad memories makes the heart bleed.
The only witness of our life is our heart and eye
when they bleed, we bleed too
Who shall stop this bleeding? - No one, but the heart itself;
All the scars heals gradually with time...
Oh! does it really heals? Or does it not?
but when those memories like bad omen hits hard,
Healed heart can still bleed !
Copyright © Raisa Bhadra | Year Posted 2024
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Raisa Bhadra Poem
What is love really, do we understand?
Is it some feeling or our heart's screaming?
For someone it's ephemeral, for some its transitory.
Some say 'live for whom you love',some say 'be ready to die for your love' .
Some say 'if its true love, it will come back', some say 'if its true love, it will never leave'.
For some it's a blessing, for some it's is a lesson.
People come and go in their ways
But how they made us feel, forever stays.
We start to fall for memories not for the person,
Darling, Love is something which wearies you, without any reason!
Copyright © Raisa Bhadra | Year Posted 2024
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Raisa Bhadra Poem
It took me years from now to see
I loved the same rain that was drowning me
My early days were filled with joy,
I used to bloom and grin in glee
But O' see how lost I am now!
Why is everything so blur and bleak?
They see no hindrance, no scars
But no one knows what's behind the bars!
Years ago I lost myself and haven't found me yet
I am not who I used to be
And still I am tenderly scripting myself wrong-
To find back who I once used to be.
Copyright © Raisa Bhadra | Year Posted 2024
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