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Death is not what you think it is

Hey everyone, my name is Akash which probably in English means "SKY". Just like the sky my thoughts are wide and I don't know where it ends or where it will end. When I first started writing many people started relating me, they told me they felt the same way and I should keep writing but tbh I am not that good. I wrote about love, betrayal, missing someone,motivating and dead people I used to know. I would love if you all checked it and give some reviews about it. I wish the best for you all, do what you love and love yourself, as you should know self love is not the destination its the journey. -akash

A poem to relive our childhood

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Just like how the Hibiscus flower blooms every morning only to lose its life in the evening... Just like how beauty is embedded in the soul, features may all be the same, poetry's understanding and feel is embedded in the soul, words may all be the same. That Hibiscus flower, it may be beautiful to all but no one really cares about its outer appearance for if they did it's death would bring tears but what they yearn for is the fragrance of its dying beauty.

This is my outlet.

This is just my poems (For all ages); I will be publishing them instantly. On Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, I will be posting more. So, give me feedback that could help me improve. Thank you, loves. ❤️