I give my dreams in your hand,
Either smash them like a flower,
Or bury them like a seed into the sand,
How can I separate myself from you,
When you are carved into my soul,
I love your blues,I love your smile,
Will be there, in the dark,
And in the light,
Playing with the fire,
Never cared how I'm treated,
I'm content if I win,
And doesn't really matter if I'm defeated.
Faryal Gohar(Mehak)
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Life In Pieces
PoetryWriting for me is catharsis of my pain and anger. Writing to heal myself and others. I write what I can not say. I write scars on my soul . I write to people who are no more with me to listen. For all those special people who were ,who are and who w...
