Sunday 12 February 2017

LOVE THAT SMELLS OF RUST

You promised to love me hard.
Ah! I should have known that you
Would only love me hard till our
Love stops smelling like wild roses.
And when everything started to fade away;
You left me for someone better than me.
And all of a sudden our love started to smell of rust.
The dreams that we built eventually started to fall apart.
There is nothing left now, nothing at all;
Neither the valentine’s day gifts
Nor the romantic nights
As everything started to smell of rust
And now here we are dear!
Reciting the poem of our love that smells of rust

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