I’d been set on destruction
One foot almost past completion
Along a doomed route
Hinged onto the apparent out
Cut skin, bruised knuckle
Not a thing raised a heckle
Broken bones, scarred heart
Steady on foot and scared a lot
From nowhere, I had a sudden trip
A palm out, in reach of grip
My plans were thwarted
I was saved and restarted
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As a Girl thinketh.... 
bruised knuckle
raised a heckle
scarred heart
scared a lot
I liked the double rhymes
Awesome work deep poem
Btw I’ve organised a poetry competition with a prize pool of 1000 rupees
You would be an excellent addition to it.
Do participate
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Thank you Suyash! I will look into your competition. 😊
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🔥🔥❤️
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This was perfect! Kept me hooked in from the first line to the last. Really well written Janani, loved this ❤
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Glad you liked it AB! 🥰
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🙂🙂
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back to black
cos we all lack
bleed to lead
poor poor way to voice
your sadness
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Loved it. Short and sweet. Perfect
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Thank you! ❤️
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Now this is something positive. Saved!
Great writing. 🙂
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Thank you so much Terveen! ❤️
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“Eye of the tiger” playing in the background.
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🤩
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