Is love still alive?

Is love still alive?

A Poem by Fariha Tahseen Karim
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The heart captured silence when it was with you and now there are lots of cracks that I can't sew

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You sla
pped me and tore me apart
I was outrageous but couldn't hear the pounding of your heart
When blood poured out and you needed help badly
I controlled myself and just looked at it sadly
I tumbled and was almost falling on the sand
But I held a tree branch instead of grabbing your hand
When the air grew colder, I refused to take your coat
I would never call for help even if I was in a wrecked boat
When it was 2am and I was walking home
But I refused to go with you even when I see the kidnappers roam

I bit my tongue when I see you cry
I am trying to solve our puzzle but I just can't try
Because I remember you say "No one can take you away from me.'
But then you left me saying now you're free
You said I was wrong, when I used to be myself
You moved away, when you knew your presence might help

Didn't you see me crying at the stairs of your house
You took a bird's eye view and sneaked out, like a mouse
The sky crashed on me when you said you moved on
I waited for the sun but the sky was sunless even at dawn




© 2014 Fariha Tahseen Karim


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Fariha Tahseen Karim
These thoughts just haunted my mind and compelled me to write. Please give me reviews if you like it or grudge it.. thank u

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its awesome dude...keep it up

Posted 9 Years Ago


Fariha Tahseen Karim

9 Years Ago

thank you......

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Added on November 18, 2014
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Fariha Tahseen Karim
Fariha Tahseen Karim

chittagong, islam, Bangladesh



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If a glass is half full and half empty, I see it as half empty because I know I have the ability to fill it up. Just like fire is hungry for woods, I am also famished and want to consume more and more.. more..

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