Dark Blue

She remembers the day she had to let go of her favorite doll

And the days she had to bid her father goodbye.

She remembers the first time she got ruined by intoxicants

And the ambrosial smoke that got her high.

She remembers the first people she had attachment with

And the faces of those who exited and stuck around.

She remembers the day she first heard of silence

And its lyrics and melody that kept her frail and unsound.

She remembers all of these when her walls were burned down

And her faith was breached, fooled away once more.

She remembers her intimacy with betrayal and sorrow,

The reasons behind the twofold lock on her door.

She remembers as if the pain he caused was a sort of déjà vu,

Coz like any other, he adorned her world then painted it dark blue.


~ by Daneee on November 19, 2013.

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