Of Love and Of Pain.

Shards of glass,
Broken by a lamented memory,
No,these scars don’t pass,
They’re not healed by time, or by Better memories.

Pain, you feel it,
And yet, you decide not to act upon it
For the reason behind the pain,
Was a love , not mere disdain.

You end up loving, pleasuring yourself with the pain.

Don’t wait for it to heal,
No, it wont.
Though every now and then you may feel,
WALK ON, with not a cry, nor a moan,
But With the strength of a stone,
-Anirudh Shankaran.


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