The Broken Promises

Looking back on promises left unfulfilled…a painful moment that all of us have experienced some time or the other.

Promises, broken and unfulfilled, lie scattered here and there-

And I look upon them in utter disdain.

I resolve to throw them off the window

But the stubborn shards refuse to go.

They stick to my hand like glue,

And tears well up in my eyes in rue.

I end up with blood trickling down my palm,

But at least the feeling of despair does never come.

They go making my heart free from a stinging sensation,

But leave behind them a vacuum beyond perception.

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