Poetry
Broken Serenade
Blood flowed around As she killed herself Ignoring the salty tears And painful gasps. Because, she was fed up of the Dehumanisation and isolation
Blood flowed around As she killed herself Ignoring the salty tears And painful gasps. Because, she was fed up of the Dehumanisation and isolation
Merciless Murder of Nusrat Jahan Rafi “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.” Nusrat Jahan Rafi,
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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
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