"The dreams were bright, the hopes were high
The future seemed, to reach the sky
But then it broke, like glass in hand
The pieces scattered, across the land
The heart is heavy, the soul is sore
The tears fall down, like never before
The broken dreams, a memory now
A reminder of, what could have been vow."
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karthik k
Welcome to my page! I am a passionate poet and storyteller, Whether I'm exploring themes of love, loss, or simply the beauty of the world around us, my work is always honest, evocative. Let's journey together through the power of poetry!
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