Ano Patel

A lament, for every girl

I gave you my heart
And you broke it
Again
And again
I picked up the pieces
Gave them to you again
You pulled out a hammer
Shattered them into smaller pieces
I swept the ground
To pick what was left
Gave them to you again
As I felt the pain
You stomped on them
Up-down, up-down
Until there was nothing
Left for me to pick-up
And away I went
With a lament
For every new girl’s scent.

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Ano Patel

Ano Patel

Eternal escapist, in love with books, football, and long drives. Follow me on IG @ komorebi5