have made mistake,
misled by fate,
so hard it is to love yet not to love,
to kept yet broke promises,
being pulled down by conscience,
a centimeter of blades are to wait,
given so much fear and doubt,
uncertainties led by the past,
inequalities amongst us,
dividing rights to love
diminishing rights to be inloved,
resulting regression in depths of feelings...
to see or not to see
but could hear,
to go forth or to stop
but still stands,
caught in the middle
which way to go,
shall a need to stay?
or to leave it fair?
confusing choice to make,
but how to choose for both to be fair?
so caught in the middle
could hardly find way out to give happiness destined not for self but
for others...
1 comment:
de loko ste numa kre!! to bos bagon//// kien le koneste, un sako de bangak...
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