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I remember how I scared of poetry when I was young, I think all of us did but then when with life we profound we all love songs and their lyrics because they convey feelings which we feel. Let me assure you that you will not find any difficulty to understand. As I write very simple. because they aren't having any twisted meanings which you'll found hard to reach. These words are simply filled with feelings only hope you like.
Hope these lines help you know her more...
Title; A Little About Her
I saw her every morning
When I brush my teethher hair is long and eyes are brown
And has skinny feetIn my reflection
We always meetI wonder, why she always smile?
Like she's crazy or she has treasure which she hideTo protect it from people, in fear
She chose to stay at her little place.With her thoughts, diary and pen in her small space.
To write a little about her...
Who is profound,
that nobody can find her coreThat core is her heart,
which has become soreThe soul! Her core has,
Have scarsLike milestones,
On the journey that she has passedHell to skies
Smiles and criesPleasures to pain
Boon and baneIn struggle to hold his hand
till foreverAnd then
In struggle to hold his memories
till ever, she can makeBut still he slipped like sand or water
From gaps in her handsAnd then time changed
Memories faded
Feelings got locked awayAll that I found in her was
Her heart getting greyNow, she hardly feel anything
No emotions and no feelings for attachments
Like she has separated herself from this mean world
And she desperately need peace like air
Or she will go insaneOnly dementia will kill her
Otherwise she is too young to demiseI wish her, to not to be afraid
I wish, this hard time brought her immortalityThat nothing can ever hurt her,
And that she stand still against brutality
Of this world
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