Promises made in haste
slow to take an offence;
Thoughts slur through flowing tears,
pain meanders on passing memories;
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The thoughts and memory of what has happen, lie upon the days in which look back, of the pain, of the tears, and of what should have been done but was not done, the central tendency of emotions also takes part of the bruise, and then makes sounds of all the thorn and feared moments, Great Reflection as always The_African_Son T_A_S (Th³_ªfR¹cª¬_šºN)
Absolutely beautiful...the play of words and meanings. excellent read! A great 10.
All my life I am pursued by my own self inflicted bruises! And your poem is great and powerful! Yuh's the cute poet of our times
wonderful poem.... it`s full of feelings, emotions and hart reality. it sounds... i like it
Sorry........ Sorry.....Sorry.......................I would have felt for me if I would have missed this beautiful work of urs.............
'Tis an excellent poem! ! ! ! Keep up the good work! ! ! I live in Bruises though// Top marks! ! ! ! ! !
u hv versified an intangible emotion in an excellent manner... i can literally touch the bruises!
Misterious air sneaks into my breathe...whoever done any wrong to me forgiven may be. Your poem filled my whole being...feel no more pain. Thank you!
Swetha, this poem is very deep I can feel your poem to the core and the message it brings forth. You are an incredible writer, I so enjoy reading your masterpieces. Thank you! Kasia
sorry if i knew i would hurt you or get hurt i would have warned you first. great piece of art well crafted.
Hey Swetha, i like this poem...it really original..it's your way in writing..i always notice this style in your poem...and it's good..i like the message as well the flow u bring it here., keep writing_Unwritten Soul
a powerful poem. Love is never saying your sorry. a bruise is difficult to heal.