Agonising things and making sure that they look fragile is one of the things that I love to do.
Lifeless/dead Poetries always gain my attention.
Here, I have tried to collect the dark themed Poetries of mine.
I am not professional;just a new chic...
again; 'The Slumber' woke again to ease the unending sufferings or just to adjust her body for rising pain.
Eyes which once bloomed to resemble full moon seems to have gone lifeless again.
Buried brusies spoke to temporary silence- residing over her tender skin, to let her skin roar again in everlasting pain.
Soul which once conquered the great Babel seems to have gone on mute again.
Depressed words spoke to momentary laugh- hiding in the corner of her heart, to let them go once again. For nothing could be done for a prisoner of past.
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A/n------ I hope you will like this one 'cause I think I have done a bit improvement in the content depth. ...
... And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep -Robert Frost
(Perks of being an icse student😇)
.. Thanks for giving me your precious time. It really means a lot.
