Suffer In Silence

By Aniket Patil

Some say to love completely you should perish twice,

Died every day still I never suffice.

I loved the idea of love and then broke, wept, and hide

A heart made of porcelain fell all the time and was expected to clear the façade.

I have gathered these pieces in the light of Esperance,

Those efforts ushered me to suffer in silence.

By Aniket Patil