The first was a warrior; he broke my heart to pieces
The second an artist; he sculpted them into beauty with knife cuts
The third was a trader; he bought passion for sympathy
The fourth was a realtor; he cleaned up and then sold out

And finally, I was left with an empty, newly refurbished heart
in the emotional wasteland of a life.

So I put up a new board that said ‘Tenant wanted’.


      1. My pleasure. ๐Ÿ™‚
        I am following you from past many days and have gone through your poetries .
        I really like the way you describe your thoughts .

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