My Fiend Poem by Vera Sidhwa
My Fiend
Rating: ★5.0
My Friend
You ran away and out of the grasp of my grip.
I know there isn't such as love's grasp.
My heart is broken into a thousand pieces,
I'm lifting them pieces by piece.
I hurts when I pick them up.
Monday, July 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: heart,friend
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Jazib Kamalvi
10 July 2017
A great one. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks
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8/20/2025 12:36:31 PM # 1.0.0
How a friend can become a fiend, can be seen in this poem. Quite Interesting. Thanks.