A collection of poetry about love, pain, misery and hurdles of life.
A way of escape through words into the skies of freedom, above the clouds ,where no one can reach me except the bridge of melody
I've tried to add roses everywhere in my...
The people of my hut, smiling at me while pouring water on my living When the hut was drowning, I became the rose
They stopped the water and started throwing sand on my green veins I sprouted as a cactus, vibrant with spikes all over my body Complained for my harshness, they forgot their bitterness
The battle of survival was not a drop of honey I was turned into a wild while they remain in denial
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A/N I hope, you are feeling alright. I like Harry Styles' this song which I have added above.
