Smack Dashed Me

Smack Dashed Me short poem

May be a tight smack was a requisite.
I needed to perk up and get going
It’s been too long that I weep for
Reviling myself
For everything
For nothing
For something
Which I was not liable!

Tears ran down
Emotions be sore
Smiles in tatters
Anger lingers
You moved out
Yet pain got stuck!

Nothings tainted
City seems relentless
People poker faced
Those old places stained
Memories got revived
So far we moved out!

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I've hated words n I've loved them. It was words that made me feel, Perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, n I with them.
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