Bitter, Bitter

Bitter, bitter, with frown and sadness, things intertwine, make the story complicated..

In the morning light,

the air is frozen outside;

a smell that lingers, 

the coffee tasted bitter, but-

kept us awake;

memories like shadows,

dance in the mind,

a direction that was lost, 

is it still too hard to find...

Walk down the lane where-

 we used to roam,

echoes of voice, 

shall we listen to;

the sun was up slowly, 

the warmth feels distant,

bitter, bitter, 

with frown and sadness, 

things intertwine, 

make the story complicated..

Bitter, bitter, 

like a criticism in the words,

tough and granular, 

woven through the tangled thread hold, 

make us feel frustrated;

every anger, every tear, 

 intermingled, hurt us a lot...

in this bitter story, 

value uncleared;

the clue is -

still hidden somewhere...

Storms are almost over, 

the light is lit in the cold winter;

time could heal the wounds, 

but patterns recognized still unusual;

lessons from past experiences, 

can we refine them over;

hold on to-

moments that we can’t erase,

in this bitter journey with adversity, 

we explore ourselves deeper,

look around, look above, look underneath,

 try to harmonize;

bitter, bitter,

in this untold story, 

can we see things from different angles,

in order to lead forward?

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