Reciprocity

It was crowded and cloudy,
the city that I crawled in
I took Old flames and gold dreams
to every room that I trespassed

I smiled a lot but why was my heart grieving?
I was just 13 and so terrified
Was I grieving who I ‘d become someday?
Or because I was aware of who I am

Nothing changed for years
Except that I learnt to smile bigger
Until one day
I stole someone’s heart and in exchange he stole my smile.

He stole my gold dreams
my old flames and my knees
And now I crawl into every city and every room with nothing but a grieving heart.

What is it that I am grieving now?
Is it who I would become someday
Or because I am aware of who I am

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved the below lines dear Rifatt.
"Nothing changed for years
Except that I learnt to smile bigger
Until one day
I stole someone’s heart and in exchange he stole my smile."
We need someone to make us smile and we must make them smile. Thank you dear poet for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote