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White Walls

I still stand staring at those white walls,
They say it did not depict any color at all
How could I explain what I saw!
Years had passed, but memories were still raw

There was so much to it on another side,
Surreal it felt, felt like rules I had to abide
Relations I nurtured and cared became sour,
I knew it ended even if I tried until last hour!

Now that the wall was built to separate,
That day I knew it was time to regret
Everything felt apart, realized it was my mistake,
I only wished if Life could give me a retake.

I still think about trying all the ways,
Even where every deed of mine turned grey
That name will be swept away by another windfall,
But I will still stand staring at those white walls!                                                                   






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  1. Meet3 June 2017 at 07:11

    Nice.

    Looking at the white walls I see things spattered,
    The walls are still white, but the feelings are shattered,
    The whiteness can never be cleansed, for the plashes-
    Are mixed with the murals of white splashes.

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