When you told me
to keep secrets
I kept them hidden
so deep inside
that I couldn’t find them
to save my own life
and that night
the moon laughed
at my foolishness
for I was crying
over the corpse
of my self-made follies.
Guess that’s what
you made of me
not blind
not selfish
but a god
the god of the foolish.
~~~~~
Asha Seth
Powerful words, you write so strongly. I am always impressed with your words and how you convey so precisely the emotions portrayed.
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So well put!!!
Beautiful, absolutely beautiful ❤
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Beautiful one Asha
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Well written.
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Beautiful I love it. Hello my sweet friend. I think of u often!
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