I'm going through a break-up phase. And I ended up making a complete fool out of myself by acting clingy. Needless to say I was utterly humiliated. So writing is my therapy.


Let go with grace

Those pitiful stares,
Those quiet whispers,
Those disappointed friends,
Oh why didn't I,
Let go with grace.

Why couldn't I smile,
And say goodbye,
Why couldn't I look up,
And walk away with my pride,
Oh why didn't I,
Let go with grace.

With nothing left in my hands,
With nothing left to salvage,
Of my self respect,
Which is shattered,
Like fragile glass,
Oh why didn't I,
Let go with grace.





Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
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Written on 2014-08-01 at 11:45

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