BURIED
Intro:
For those who always felt a lot of things but expressed not a percent of it — just because people always speak but forget to listen.
Buried hearts
Buried thoughts...
Deep in the woods buried the feelings...
Cause no one knows benignity...
The flames which erupt through the heart...
Left with the reminiscences of sorrows
Turned into ashes...
Nothing just the grief and pain...
Has a lot to say,
Has a lot to do,
But just end with ‘sorry my fault’.
Buried my heart again just to save another from flames.
Outro:
For the people out there who feel deeply — from the waves giving you the hug you deserve through this poem.
Summary:
Most people always have a lot to say but remain silent — just to make others feel heard. But they themselves remain unheard. This poem urges you to speak to yourself, hear yourself, because you are the best companion you will ever have.
Glossary:
- Bury – hide underground
- Benignity – kindness or tolerance towards others
- Erupt – break out suddenly
- Reminiscence – memories of the past
Written by — WavesOfHug
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