At night after procrastinating and overthinking I tuck myself in with unanswered questions and loneliness.
Say good night to the empty room with a sigh and close my eyes.
With just a tiny glimmer of hope still alive in my heart, “Today, may not have gone my way but tomorrow is a new day yet unexplored, untouched, unwritten tomorrow, waiting for me to seize it”.
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The Blooms Of My Garden
Poetry'The Blooms Of My Garden' is divided into 6 parts. Every part deals with one theme and various emotions that are associated with it and how the poet deals with it. 1. Love 2. Lust 3. Heartbreak and Closure 4. Self-doubt and self-love, healing and b...
