He was not a prince charming
He was not a boy every girl would die for
He was actually hidden
Away from all the society
Under a mask of a jovial boy
Fortunately
I was the only one
Till now
Who could see the side
That was hidden even from himself
Finding his new shade
I camouflaged
(I truly want to know that how many of you really get what is written. Please tell the meaning of this in the comments!)
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PoetryThese are not poems but thoughts that occurred to me out of no where. Writing long stories was difficult for me. So I tried to write them as poems. There are poems on love and heartbreak and crush and mood swings and many more problems faced by tee...
