Until We Meet Again

Its exactly as you see my title just there
A meger collection for now
Of a verse or two that try to speak
Of tales of a young heart, mind and soul
Being stripped apart, stripped bare completely.
Of once, twice, of times infinitely

Define who I am?
Define this book you have come across
How you percieve it is how you explain it.
Emotions come easy
But poetry does not
But comes in waves and vanishes the same way.

We all meet people.
We all experience emotion
But empathy is hard to come by
Which is precisely why
A writer must write
To convey, to connect
To find the empath
In those who undestand
And to lend a hand
To those who have
Been wrenched apart
Stripped bare of their souls and hearts

PS : - #februaryissubtle contest entry is the poem called My Darling!!!!