Writer ~ Rithvik Singh For my mother , My heart is a flower at your feet . Thank you for being the only person who always loves me , even at my worst [ Page No. 3 ] This book will make you feel too many things , all at once just like life does sometimes . [ Page No. 4 ] Dear reader , I love you . and I hope you love yourself enough to leave anyone who breaks your heart . Your heart was mean to be worshiped , not turned into a war zone . I hope this book feels like a warm hug to you . I wrote this book for the ones who feel everything too deeply . You're right i wrote this book for you . 💓 [ Page No. 5 ]

រឿងរ៉ាវបែបមិនធម្មតាមួយ ពីក្មេងដែលគេត្រូវគេធ្វើបាបប្រែក្លាយជាអ្នកប្រុសដែលមានអំណាចកាចមិនធម្មតា វាជាការប្ដូរវិញ្ញាណមួយចូលខ្លួនមួយទៀត ហួយ៎ ក៏ប្រែតែគេត្រូវបានដាក់ឈ្មោះថាជា omega តែប៉ុណ្ណោះ ប៉ុន្តែការដែលមានភេទជា omega គឺតែងតែត្រូវគេមើលងាយជានិច្ចព្រោះទន់ខ្សោយ តើនឹងមានរឿងអ្វីកើតឡើងក្រោយ omega តូចប្ដូរវិញ្ញាណហើយ គេបានជួបជាមួយ Mafia ម្នាក់នោះ...ហើយMafia ម្នាក់នោះជាមិត្តកាលគេនៅនឹងរាងកាយចាស់

Let's be honest. Some words are better left unsaid, these..these are my words that shouldn't have been said. Some of these I know are not perfect, but they are mine. My thoughts and pain I have been though, I will not apologize for speaking my truth. And I advise you don't either, it's what makes us who we are.

This is the second book from "The Seasonal Love" series. ❄️This is a narrative ballad about vengeance.❄️ ❄️This is a ballad with a mixture of rhyme scheme.❄️ ❄️This poem follows the narrator's heart filled with agony.❄️

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Not really meant to have form, just where I kinda express myself. I love hearing people's interpretations on what they think the meaning behind each one is so please, feel free to tell me what you think.

"Unreciprocated love: a beautiful agony" No content is mine. It belongs to their respective owner™

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welcome to my little world of poetry🦋 The only place where we can express the core of our heart and don't have to give an explanation. #1 - poezie #1 - poetrycollection #3 - poetry #13 - poetry #8 - poesia #3 - poesia #6 - sadpoems #20 - loneliness #12- cage #14 - desert #29 - lyrics #38 - quotes #96 - alone

we're all beggars here, clawing at each other's sepia-toned loneliness ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||