Treasure Island

RUBAB ATWAL


Leave


I know I'm a burden,
heavier than a trouble
I know the best I can do
is to leave.
I guess it is quite subtle
that your words make me lethargic
that your carping makes me ululate
but I its the best to leave
leave now before its too late.

Submitted: Sunday, September 15, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (9/15/2013 7:22:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem. It seems that it came pouring down from your heart..loved the way you presented it. Loved it.
    Plus 10

    Keep writing..God Bless. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (9/15/2013 6:03:00 AM)

    leave before it is too late, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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