The Mighty Stone And The Broken Bones Poem by AAHAN VARMA

People who talked to me like a friend,
Brought this friendship to such an end.
I just want to cry aloud,
May be their absence will heal the wound.

I always want to be like tree,
Standing tall, forever free.
People who want to leave can leave,
My mind and I don't need this grief.

After losing the rest, they were my last hope,
But now when I try, the sound is just 'nope.'
I want to be alone, perchance forever,
Debt of the heart that no one can sever.

Like grounded earth and mighty stones,
Somewhere my heart breaks, somewhere my bones.
I crave a hug for stretch of time,
Until my spirit feels bright as lime.

As time passes and the wind blows,
It calms my heart when I feels low.
I need someone to listen and talk,
Or the tears in my eyes will stay behind lock.