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Ways of the Heart

55 FictionIt’s all dull and grey.

The feeling of being alive and dead at the same time.

The sadness in the eyes threatens to spill every now and then.

The constant tugging lump in the throat refuses to go away.

The head wills to turn away.

The battered heart desires the perpetrator to heal it, still.

Linking this to 7 Days of Rediscovering Your Blogging Groove – Day 7 : Tell aΒ Story

22 Responses

  1. Wow. This is great.

    This is the worst kind of hell. Being alive and dead at the same time (in essence) when wounds are in the process of being healed. But it so happens that the more we try to forget them, the more they come in front of us.

  2. All the situations well said………Only a heart can do such things as they say that a heart has no brain, but it is only our heart that tells us whether we are alive or not….

    1. Glad that you are free from the pain and the turmoil, Harini! Good to see you here after a long long time! πŸ™‚

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