Sweaty skin and teary eyes.
Heavy head and loud lies.
Mind clouded with the words that surround me.
Overthinking would never let me be.
I’m empty handed with nothing to gain,
And I realize ;
I’m hurt and in pain.
-Megha Bhartiya, InkSoakedSoul 💜
© Megha Bhartiya, Inksoakedsoul.wordpress.com
Photo credits – Pinterest
~Hollllaaaa! I vanish for weeks at a stretch and then suddenly post loads of poems and become extra active dayum.
Sounds fishy, right? ¯\_(¬‿¬ )_/¯
Sorry about my frequent disappearences. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭
My InkSoakedSoul’s birthday is coming up. (WOHOOOO BLOG BUDDAY!)
So I have prepared some things to post.
This piece, “Hurt” is the first part in a series of three piece poem collection telling a story.
Each piece will be posted a new day until the third and final one is posted on my blog birthday (yay!)
I write long poems alot, so I wanted to write several short ones to test my skills with word limits. This collection is of the short ones.
Tell me what you feel about it!
Lots of love and happy blogging =) !