Tattered Scrolls.
tattered scrolls, lifeless,
beneath a wreath of memories.
torn fragments of spirits departed,
littering moments in between.
fractured hopes,
crushed desires,
swatted away like annoying murmurs.
returning only to whisper, the endearing lie,
that breaths of passion,
disappear eventually,
into the evening sky.
Just asking, why do you make people cry??
LikeLiked by 1 person
my sincere apologies ✌ … just my personal catharsis. 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
It touched me deep
LikeLiked by 1 person
am humbled
LikeLiked by 1 person
Loved it
LikeLiked by 1 person
This made the already weepy me cry. Damn I cried.
LikeLiked by 1 person
oh man, my bad!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Not at all. You are a great writer. This is what great writing does, touch people, make them cry
LikeLiked by 1 person
humble thanks, my friend.
LikeLiked by 1 person
my most heartfelt apologies, my friend. ✌👍😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
No not. It touched me. I am under deep waters, you see.
LikeLiked by 1 person
i understand, my friend. wishing you warmth and light, my friend.
LikeLike