There used to be times when I wished that I were a robot without emotions and lived my life without being affected by anything. Without feeling sadness, happiness, or whatever else we humans have. But now, I wear my emotions like they are the fanciest dresses and I don’t hide them. Some days they take... Continue Reading →
My words cheat on me. They talk about you Without my permission. Maybe they have a soft spot for you, That's why they don't listen to me. Maybe you've enchanted them And they don't care about the consequences. When they talk about you, They form a melody That is from outer space. My words like... Continue Reading →
There are thoughts Emotions, And words Trapped within me. They grow more Each and every day. And I am not How I used to be. I keep those thoughts Emotions, And words Inside. Holding on to them Against my wish. For my ability in wording How I feel Is giving up on me. To the... Continue Reading →
Trigger Warning: The following story is based on real-life events and talks about suicide. That February day back in 2008, I was a middle school student. I had school at noon shift and was preparing myself at around 11:40 a.m. Half an hour later, my best friend, Zoya, knocked on the door. She used to... Continue Reading →
My words about melancholy seem to be endless. Here's a blog post about it. And enjoy the poem. Melancholy has opened its arms Welcoming me with a tight hug. Once it embraces me, I receive its negative vibes. Not only does it Hurt me emotionally, But also physically. It shatters my heart, And cracks my... Continue Reading →
I read short lines That I added extra lines to. I read some other lines That I changed the words of. I carried my pencil And wrote down these replies These changes To the short lines that I read. I saw, I felt, I observed, I cried, I laughed, and I wrote. I carried my... Continue Reading →
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