Poetry 63

With every step walking away from me..
Faded my dreams making me sleepless,
Faded the colors in life leaving me black and white,
Faded my music leaving them to piece of loud noise,
Faded my aspirations of life leaving me dead man walking,
Faded my prayers leaving me into an atheist,
Faded my patience leaving my face red,
Faded my smile leaving my face shrunk,
Faded my words leaving my poetries in trunk,
Faded the heart leaving it to a mere blood pumping machine.

Come back my angel,
For we have miles to walk.
For we have life to smile.
For we have dreams to live together.
For we have moments to cherish.
For I still have all the love in broken pieces of my heart.

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