Posted in heartbreak, love, Self and Peace.

Woe

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You cry, for love left you

I cry, for it never came

broken hearts are like seasons

different yet all the same.

Perhaps that is why

tears do not have any colour.

 

Arijit Roy

Poem and photograph

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