Samairamishra Stories

"He made me He broke me He took me He cloaked me In the sunshine I was He led me into the darkness Now my soul is broke black, disheartening" She can't be heard He can't be seen The unknown can't be understood And they're perfect for each other.

Just some crappy poems I made.

"I'm gay, and I don't care. Sexual orientation shouldn't matter in this world! What matters is that we're human." In a world where LGBTQ+ people are oppressed, a girl and boy work together to end the oppression, and they form an army to fight against the government and finally get their freedom to be who they are. Once and for all. This is dedicated to everyone in the world, and everyone should understand that sexual orientation doesn't matter in this world. What does matter is that everyone has freedom to express who they are, and how they do it doesn't matter. Embrace yourselves, don't change yourselves.

"He made me He broke me He took me He cloaked me In the sunshine I was He led me into the darkness Now my soul is broke black, disheartening" (From the Poem Written Novel of "Her, Him, and Unknown") The world is not a safe place. Never was. Never is. Never will be. Here's why. There are two sides in everybody. The light and the darkness, and everyone has to choose. Some people go to the light, and some to the dark. But sometimes the other side dominates you. Takes control of your body, even when you resist it. Even when you choose, you have the capability of going to the other side. Everybody has the strength, they just have to find it deep inside themselves. You just have to find it in yourself. Just remember, the evil in this world is not born. It is created. And once it's created, well, it can only be transformed. Why is it created? How is it created? No one knows, but what we do know is that the world is full of life, and life is full of hardships. Big and small. And no matter what those hardships are, there are people to help you, if you just accept them. You always have to take the good with the bad. But some people, well... Some people can't be heard Some people can't be seen Some people can't be understood And they're perfect for each other.