In Bruises Poem by swetha vankayalapati
In Bruises
Promises made in haste
slow to take an offence;
Thoughts slur through flowing tears,
pain meanders on passing memories;
Somewhere, the best of thoughts thrown,
sum up, few, from dirts thrown,
some words in my frown,
have hurt you I reckon!
Sorry....
If seeds flow with wings,
in spirits to drink this pain
I'ld have sent them to you...!
Sorry....
If nightmares have souls,
I'ld have warned you
to be cautious, 'I'll hurt you'...! !
Sorry....
If faith has no desires
I'ld have never showered
my love on you...! ! !
If you exist there in pain,
its even in my vein
we are no vain
to show this world
pain exists dear...
let, rest in breathing rivals
I stand infront of my mirror...
in bruises!
Misterious air sneaks into my breathe...whoever done any wrong to me forgiven may be. Your poem filled my whole being...feel no more pain. Thank you!
u hv versified an intangible emotion in an excellent manner... i can literally touch the bruises!
'Tis an excellent poem! ! ! ! Keep up the good work! ! ! I live in Bruises though// Top marks! ! ! ! ! !
wonderful poem.... it`s full of feelings, emotions and hart reality. it sounds... i like it
a powerful poem. Love is never saying your sorry. a bruise is difficult to heal.
The thoughts and memory of what has happen, lie upon the days in which look back, of the pain, of the tears, and of what should have been done but was not done, the central tendency of emotions also takes part of the bruise, and then makes sounds of all the thorn and feared moments, Great Reflection as always The_African_Son T_A_S (Th³_ªfR¹cª¬_šºN)
Absolutely beautiful...the play of words and meanings. excellent read! A great 10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/9/2024 4:16:50 AM # 1.0.0
Sorry........ Sorry.....Sorry.......................I would have felt for me if I would have missed this beautiful work of urs.............