Like a broken empty jar
This heart is lost in a battle
That wasn’t known to world
But hum could be felt
from a far.
The doubts are rising
In the ghosts of my past
Numb or barren
This broken soul’s at
par
Drowning in a sea of sorrow
Lost my way to home
The shore was there, caught my sight
Was only an illusion ... a mirage?
Perhaps we all were strayed
Wayward and mislaid
Some conceal better, stayed sharp
Continued their journey, in the dead dark.
(by Samima shah)
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