Tears mixed with rain,
Blood mixed with wine,
And the blankest face covered by the glory of the moon.
Wind overpowers little flames,
Glasses shunning each other,
And the untouched sheets weighs only at one corner.
Lights blinding the one who could see,
Blessing for the one who could not,
And the used crackers lay still.
Threads of red forgotten,
Mixed with revengeful blood,
And regretful tears.
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Author:
TheVlama (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's basically a poem about a girl who was forced to marry to marry, but on the marriage day the groom did not come. (He is not cheating )
- Category: Sad
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