we often don't know where are we heading to. we carry our illusion and start believing in it. we try to gather our life somewhere around that illusion because what we ask for is happiness even if it is a fake hope. our heart is as pure as a new born child. no matter how evil you are drawn as in-front of the society yo...
Do you have a poem you want people to see but you can't get enough viewers? Do you want to just read some awesome poems by fellow wattpaders? Well the Poem Pile is here for you. I will be uploading many people's poems onto this book and others can view and praise it.