At a distance, everything seems fine
But who would know the helplessness
of this heart of mine
At a distance, I seem to be delighted
But who would know about the painful poems
of mine that I recited
At a distance, I am spring
But who would know about the rainy storms
my eyes bring
At a distance, I am snow
But who would know
What I'm hiding behind my smiles,
What I must think all this while
At a distance, I seems to be good
But I wish to be myself, only if I could
~written by shalini~
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Midnight Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written about love and sadness. ~new updates when any new poem is written~ [All work is my own. Please ask/tag/credit me in any poems you want to use, thanks!] 27th may, 2024 • #2 in poem • #6 in poetry collection • #1...
