Midnight Bruises
- Hashtag Kalakar
- Sep 8, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Sep 3
By Hemavathy T A
It's 5:30 pm,
When he left her burning,
She realized that's a turning,
To anyone it must be a cozy eve,
But she is in so much grief.
As if threaded by sweet like bead,
The words felt so pure,
She thought it will always be a cheer up,
But it is made with some poisonous syrup.
Now her heart in a mess,
She literally had no guess,
Standing by the lake,
Her body felt a shake.
Messy hair with puffy eyes,
Sudden rain to cover her tears,
Went home with a fake smile,
Stayed silent for a while.
She battles with nightmares,
Or with a sleepless night,
He left her with midnight bruises,
That's the day sunshine was killed.
By Hemavathy T A
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