Poetry
Wrong or Right?
Is it wrong to wear my dress above my knees? Or is it right to be bold? If the latter is right why is the
Is it wrong to wear my dress above my knees? Or is it right to be bold? If the latter is right why is the
My heart was bleeding My soul was pleading to unleash the knots of my nerves to drain off the blood from my skin to let
Blood flowed around As she killed herself Ignoring the salty tears And painful gasps. Because, she was fed up of the Dehumanisation and isolation
We don’t talk about our dark days. Of all earth’s lush night plant life, you choose to call the girl with war in her mouth
How different, all the vessels that transport our minds around, Variety of size and shapes, uniqueness does abound. Some adorned quite regally, while others are
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Until you let go of what hurts you,
screaming won’t ease the pain.
The day stars new all is peaceful at sun up a fresh strong breath of tree’s The Christmas tree is filled with a thousand memories
The Walls We Build: “There is loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of
I’m skilled at bottling up my feelings but I’ll burst if you shake me. one pull at a loose thread and I come apart at