When those scars of mine
Painted your heart with the
Colour of prejudice,
Adversities tried to
Drown me in the Neptune of
Ineffable Spasms,
But then,
My inner demon
came to my rescue,
It forged my damaged soul
And metamorphosed my tears-
Into ravishing black ink
That filled the Pen of my life,
To dress those Scars
In poetry,
And to bejewel its verses
With the Sprinkle
Of my Pain!!
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