My Wounds Are Like A Melting Snow Spate Poem by Mohamed Fazloon

My wounds are like a melting snow spate – By Mohamed Fazloon

Upside down now my head is spinning around while your memories are substantially an adequate,  

Love is a big burden I suffer deep inside out makes my life complicate,  

I am sober and in my right mind but this love made me drunken with no choice to compensate,  

I got my broken heart over our memories playing into duplicates,  
Love is like a barren space my speeches are rapid and insensibly a prate,  
I did not fete any celebration, oh this love I lost is my mate so called fate,  

Love had deepened and drowned me by your beautiful smile like tattooed inside out so hard to state,  

I see your smiley face like a bouquet of flowers waiting to be delivered to the other end being so late,  

Other visuals like a hurricane storming into my brain with coyness contrived slate,  
I know it is hard to forget you but might take several years as my wounds are like a melting snow spate. 
Written on 08/25/2012 

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