Hurt Poem by hajara abdul khader

Hurt



A poison that lives in my heart
Grew with my childhood
And was born with me.
Two broken wings came from my shoulders
That pinned me to where i stood
Cuts and bruises everywhere
My little mind tried to wake up
But was crushed to the ground
By the brawn of love
I was buried and with me
My tomorrow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success