About the Poem
I have no outlet for my emotions, the kind of emotions that make us human and prove to us that we depend on others a lot, and when those you depend on leave you, you realize that maybe only some one who has gone through what you are going through, can really maybe come to understand what you're feeling. That is why I use my poems as an outlet. Let's just say, my poems are an expression of the pain in my soul.
|by Ruqaiya Curmally
Dimensions of dreams,
Colours of sorrow,
Merge the past,
Into my today,
Play with my mind,
Steal away my tomorrow.
Images of what might have been,
Relinquish your hold,
On my heart's shattered being
Taunt me ,
Memories of yesteryear,
Take away ,
My corroded soul,
Within the drop of a single tear.
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