It’s 4 am
It’s 4 in the morning, and nothing feels right,The world is quiet, wrapped in the cloak of night.But my mind stirs, tired and worn,From battles fought yesterday,
The chopped wings
Humans suffocate me,With their imaginary walls,Boundaries drawn in fear,As their freedom falls.Is it just me,Or has Gen Z grown wise?Seeing the cracks,Behind society's guise.I crave a break,A cup of t...
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Blue's for sad And red is for anger Here I sit blankly with my head even darker. Day by day I see the clock, moving along as I walk.The world is fast, at least that's what people say,
A girl falls in love with the devil himself, she knows she doesn’t want any of it but she cannot resist…
A girl falls in love with the devil himself, she knows she doesn’t want any of it but she cannot resist… People claim to say its my first, but id say its my thirst, a kind of thirst which has no end,
THE AMBER EYED GIRL
Always been a poet but never the poem I've always thought of it a worried to myself but one day,
I’d chase you and stick to you not as someone you knew but as a reminder of what you did…
My sufferings were never from any friends or an outsider it was my family the root cause of who I am now is my parents.
‘if ever I find my soul dead, I’d with pleasure lay myself at peace beside yours’
Ever found a person just like you carrying that heavy unexplainable darkest deepest secrets which may be seemed horrible to the others but not you because you're one of them?
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