Afzal Juneja

Freshman - 870 Points (18/12/1994 / Mumbai)

Sitting In Front Of This Fiery Shore - Poem by Afzal Juneja

Sitting in front of this fiery shore,
Trying to grip my broken soul,
Trying to conceal my inner howl,
Trying to rebuilt those broken walls.
With our memories, squeezing my heart,
With your lies, like a hole in our raft,
While these emptiness, tearing me apart.
I miss it all,
Because this is the only place,
From where our story took a start.
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Sitting under this sobbing sky,
Everything i dreamed,
You've turned it, into a dreadful lie.
For me, you were queen in my kingdom of love.
For you, i was the drink of yours vicious(lustful) thirst.
For me, Your hands were the safest place for my amiable flowers of trust.
For you, Its fragrance was nothing, but an odour of baneful dirt.
For me, your smile was the sign of my achievement,
For you, my affection was the bars of your imprisonment.
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hmm, Sitting in front of this fiery shore,
Trying to grip my broken soul,
Trying to conceal my inner howl,
Trying to rebuilt those broken walls.
Coz the gem, i trusted the most,
Is turned out, into an imitating gold.
As the sun, penetrated through the dark cloudy sky,
Tears of regrets glitters in my eyes,
And,
As the raging waves stares,
My love flooded with the tears full of despair.
Yeah, tears full of despair.
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-A.Juneja

Topic(s) of this poem: death, death of a friend, hatred, heartache, heartbreak, heartbroken, lost love, love and friendship, love and loss, miss you


Comments about Sitting In Front Of This Fiery Shore by Afzal Juneja

  • Gajanan Mishra (8/29/2015 7:46:00 AM)


    I trusted the most, good one, thanks, (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 29, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, September 4, 2015


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