That perhaps all those songs, poems and stories of a bright, burning circle second to the sun, was something that couldn’t provide the same light, were false? — Maheen Ahmed, Ramiz- Grief Poetry Book Copy Share WhatsApp
by Maheen Ahmed
Poetry · 182 pages
I like to write and stuff like that...yeah.
“The past lingers, but its "scent leads me forward one more time," offering solace amidst chaos.”
“"I taste fire and wish for dark fate," yet my crushed soul fights to escape a hole dug by my own thoughts.”
“Turn around, keep walking—There’s nothing left to pick,Not even shadowsLeft on the ground.”
“Even as "the grass is no longer green," hope persists, guiding us through the darkest hours.”
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