DELICATE

fikrioshin



We are delicate.

Easily broken,

weak,

and fragile.

These lanterns were lighted up

to make spaces between us

bright.

These songs were played

to make the scenes

enjoyable

tangible

and enviable.

Doors were knocked up

and fire demolished 

that beautiful garden.

Pages were burnt

and hatred possessed 

the real value of an untouched treasure.

Candles were blown up

and we are in total darkness.

We are delicate.

sensitive,

soft-hearted,

and lonely.

 

 

  • Author: fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 5th, 2024 02:15
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 3
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