Charcoal Sketch


Your love is a bland painting, with too many colours that hurt the eye.

And one cannot look at it too long.

It is the fainting lines of a charcoal sketch, once beautifully carved on paper and now is just a shadow

Yours is? Yours was? What once was? Something old?

A black and white check shirt, now no longer fits

Moving on to find new clothes, I went shopping.

I was outdated for the new fashion, it seemed

Now I wear rags, and drama as my crown

While sitting miles away, you laud at your honest and wise decision.

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