That Wasn'T The Blood That Flowed......Love! Poem by Naveen Choudary

That Wasn'T The Blood That Flowed......Love!



Life's to me, in knives
Cutting to me, in slice
It wasn't blood that flowed then
But, A stream of emotions and feelings
That whimed through
Leaving past a dead soul, a dark hollow
No more groans, no cries
There's no hopes to follow

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