Heart at its purity, and truth to its depth,
lie is play of our subconscious and hope is what we name a chance,
The world is small to all those words which is greater than the universe to bear.
Cries of lie is heard ,but the pain of truth is muffled,
Some hate we see is just the love unseen,
Happy and cheerful is masked for the heart that is shattered.
Life of roses are just the scars of thorns hidden,
the moment of wonders is full of fear ,
despite of all this we are standing here
maybe like the world quotes because "we are just meant to be here.".
Don't shed tears for what is lost,
gear up for what's next to conquer,
Because feeling of bliss in these chaos ,is what makes us thrive harder.
-N.N
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Whispers Of The Soul
PoetryHello there lovely readers this is N.N. Come along and feel the emotions in my poems. Some will make you smile, others might bring a tear. They reflect the rollercoaster of with our self, with moments of pure joy and times of deep sadness. Together...
