Intrigue Poem by n mustafa n mustafa

Intrigue



i write to forget my ugly past
full of sorrow and dirty task
it cannot return and cannot be changed
it gives you pain you cannot sustain

it was the love or just the thirst
i was unable to regain her trust
its the mind not the heart
who is the master of your thought

i am ashamed, shattered and disappointed
for the ill deeds which cant be counted

Intrigue
Friday, October 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nausea
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 23 October 2015

all deeds cannot be counted, right..

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