These are the scars.

They say sunset is beautiful, 
And the moonlight,said to unite then, 
Them who  are in love. 
But back then I was blind,
But  I could see, 
Yes! I could see my forlorn figure by my  side,
The sunset brought trauma,
And  the moonlight lay me in a coma. 
Yes! I know you are wondering how,, 
Look, these are the scars 
The  wounds wounded in the name of love! 
This is the resistant blood,
I call it resistant because it's been a decade, and it won't clot,
The blood that oozed in the name of marriage!
These are the pieces, 
The pieces my  heart lost in the name of patience, 
Look at me now! 
Am worse than a patient,
Punctured than a tyre,
The  lonely me is back,
The loving partner departed,
These are the scars. 

Ava Herar. 
Fb. Ava Herar. 

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