Queen Of Happiness : Poetry

Today when I turned around,To look to my past, I didn't break anymore,Smiled softly, hugging the memories one last time,Stacked them one on one,Lit a match-stick,Burnt what was raw, The ones that remained intactwere sailed in water, which will flow down to the seaand never return to me or wander. I'm not new; just not the old one … Continue reading Queen Of Happiness : Poetry