• ishrat_zaman 10w

    I recount the times_
    when you adored my fancies
    with the colors of love;
    nurtured my existence
    with the words of care;
    strengthened me
    with the thoughts of bravery;
    darned my cluttered soul
    with the strings of unity.
    I recount the times too_
    when you destroyed the castles
    of my fancies;
    left me screaming in the thorns;
    weakened me
    with the despairs of solitude;
    and shattered, shattered the poor me
    with the scimitars of fake trust.