Just maybe what if we watch ourselves, heading to different directions? We were so blind in the happy-ever-after,
without knowing that untangling oneself is much more better..
—but atleast, we met.
Atleast we happened.
Published: April 6, 2022
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A Poet's Pad
PoetryEveryone has a chapter they don't read out and -she's there. Trapped in those torn pages and owned a pad of poems about life, shits and, dark shaded tales. Photos that being used in this work were not mine. A hundred fold of gratitudes and credits t...
