It's been some time since her heart gathered enough courage to weep on paper, not just words of wisdom to heal another aching soul but spill out feelings to unburden the extra load #unburden #achingsoul #yqbaba

#Unburden #achingsoul #yqbaba

It's been some time since her heart gathered enough courage to weep on paper, not just words of wisdom to heal another aching soul but spill out feelings to unburden the extra load #unburden #achingsoul #yqbaba

Uvarani jaganathan

It hurts as my heart is bleeding through words! Why are you awake? Does something inside you hurt? Sometimes pain can be hard to describe but try. Maybe it'll unburden you. #HowMuchDoesIt

Why are you awake? Does something inside you hurt? Sometimes pain can be hard to describe but try. Maybe it'll unburden you. HowMuchDoesIt

It hurts as my heart is bleeding through words! Why are you awake? Does something inside you hurt? Sometimes pain can be hard to describe but try. Maybe it'll unburden you.

#HowMuchDoesIt

D. Chowdhury

You told me to learn stuff, like, cooking and killing ducks; but you didn’t teach me how to kill myself. (...) How to be sane mother? To rise with the sun ain’t that tough, but to rise sane with a head unburdened of the hangover

How to be sane mother? To rise with the sun ain’t that tough, but to rise sane with a head unburdened of the hangover

You told me
to learn stuff,
like, cooking
and killing ducks;
but you didn’t
teach me
how to kill
myself.

(...)

How to be sane mother?

To rise with the sun
ain’t that tough,
but to rise sane
with a head
unburdened
of the hangover

Mir Hossain

SPEAK TO ME Nazminara Khatun When the sun enters through the curtain, conquring darkness Come over me and speak to me of morning soft and sweetne

Nazminara Khatun When the sun enters through the curtain, conquring darkness Come over me and speak to me of morning soft and sweetne

Ayush Sharma

I don't like writing long poems because of some dedication issues but this one deserves attention.. My mobile phone rings; it brings a voice unseen from a world far away. I listen or maybe I talk. The world outside me knifes into the world

My mobile phone rings; it brings a voice unseen from a world far away. I listen or maybe I talk. The world outside me knifes into the world

I don't like writing long poems because of some dedication issues but this one deserves attention.. My mobile phone rings;
it brings a voice unseen from
a world far away.
I listen
or maybe I talk.
The world outside me
knifes into the world

Diwa

One writer posts; Another gets ready To criticize. This is based on observation. Let me say this--not to start any argument, at all; and please, don't argue with me. We write poetry and pros

This is based on observation. Let me say this--not to start any argument, at all; and please, don't argue with me. We write poetry and pros

One writer posts;
Another gets ready
To criticize. This is based on observation. Let me say this--not to start any argument, at all; and please, don't argue with me.

We write poetry and pros

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