Literary Truth.

The ink bled on the faded paper,

Bringing back the memories she wanted to forget forever.

The words were dancing to their own rhythm,

They were breathing the life out of her.

The gaps were much more than mere spaces left alone,

They were the memories she never wanted to hold.

The tears and anger bubbled within her,

Erupted by her on the faded paper.

The pen was leaking with not only ink,

But also emotion.

They were revealing the secrets she had forgotten,

They were tearing her up and breaking her down.

She then threw away the pen and tore the paper down,

Hoping that would destroy the memories her heart held on.

Author's Note

Criticism gladly accepted.

Reviews

[Luna Zerimar]

I admire this greatly.

I mean...I can't say much. You truly touched my heart with this one.

You're flow is amazing. Sounds like you're almost speaking to me. I'm not just reading it.

I can't tell you which lines were good 'cause all your lines were basically amazing, and filled with such emotion.

I can feel my eyes water. You spoke to me, and my heart.

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you so muchh, Jessica. Your review has just made my day.
I have been so worked up with my books that I haven't smiled a proper smile since yesterday. Thank you lot, girl. You are an amazing person.

[Luna Zerimar]

You're welcome dear. x

[Saddam]

The pen was leaking with not only ink,
But also emotion.

Brilliant write dear friend... Good read dear.

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you, SSADD. :)

[Zahra]

The gaps were much more than mere spaces left
alone,
They were the memories she never wanted to
hold.

An expressive piece. Beautifully done.

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you, Zahra. :)

[B.J]

It is so good,

this stanza says it all beautifully She then threw away the pen and tore the paper down,
Hoping that would destroy the memories her heart held on.

[Simran Kewlani]

Thanks a lot. :)

[B.J]

you're welcome

[Author Rucha Joshi]

Sorry, I cannot critique the work of art! I mostly review to motivate for better work!
nice poem and keep it up!

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you, IvorVine. :)
I like your name, it's creative.

[Author Rucha Joshi]

Welcome! Just a pen name with a deep meaning for me :)

[Surya pradha]

what a emotional poem. liked it a lot.

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you.

[R Smith]

'The gaps were much more than mere spaces left alone,
They were the memories she never wanted to hold.'

an absolutely magnificent verse, just don't tear this page, keep the pen poised and live your writing dream, you are exceptional :)

[Simran Kewlani]

Thanks a lot, Richard.
It's good to know that people want me to continue writing. :)

[R Smith]

you are most welcome

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Wow! I am speechless.

Kaze~

[Simran Kewlani]

Thank you. :)

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your very welcome. :-)

[Einstein Noodle]

some memories haunt us seemingly forever ... we are a curious lot aren't we!? ;) i think the first three stanzas are the stronger .. (did you mean to say bled instead of bleeded?) .. i think you have done well carrying the metaphor throughout .. i think its a good one ..
E.

[Simran Kewlani]

Yeah, I did. Thank you for the correction. I'll make the changes.
Glad you liked it. :)

[Mayank]

Thank god for Microsoft Word you couldn't tear this up... it was nicely expressed.

[Simran Kewlani]

Haha! This was actually nice.
Thank youu. :)