Nobody Really Knows
A humble entry for the Love 2016 poem contest :)
Meaning of Life
Happy new year, everyone! I hope you all had wonderful, relaxing holidays and a bright future ahead!
Locked up Voices
Locked up voices,
don't scream and shout,
instead they fight and dance and laugh,
in there head there's music,
but most of all the sound of SILENCE
Where is he?
This is the question we all are seeking with different view points. This question shouldn't be misunderstood by teenagers and couples and romance and physical needs. No.
By Priyanka Bhowmick
The beast in my chest The one which became ashes
Some poetry today. Thought I should start being a more active member (:
The girl with the knitting gear
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