HELLOO READERS ;) today's post is another poem so here it begins
I am here but nowhere
I care but showing it is something I don't dare
people call me a player
as I hide my eyes full of pain behind a dark glare
people use me like a comfort chair
but when I dump them they stare
when I revolt I become the enemy
whatever they do to me is their prodigy
well well well with time they do learn for every action there is equal and opposite reaction
but their unwanted ego do not allow them to leave toxic propagation
Some pains go unnoticed. We have to just endure and go on.
ReplyDeleteindeed sir enduring is okay but being judged unnecessarily and that too on the basis of rumors is frustrating so writing about this is something I felt is very important
DeleteThat's a very good poem. Your assertion is true and nothing but the whole truth.
ReplyDeletethankyou sir :)
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