If only, If
Regrets and Possibilities
-withered flower
If only
he could unsay the words
-lonely dinner
If she could
perfect the step
-lead role
withered flower
on the dining table vase
bids adieu
Penning thoughts of what you are feeling how can I? A few days when in material comforts life's essence was changing he was dying I felt shattered I had so much still family, and love, and home what happens when you lose it all? Do you lose yourself too? Enslaved, Uncertain Years on returning home they call it a rescue Am I happy? What am I returning to, I have a home? ©Nimi Arora Prompt by and Shared with- Poets United Midweek Motif - Human Trafficking
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