My Book Of Poems - Little Birds Can Remember
So this is just something I like to do.
Here, one of my poems - :
Under this fragile mask, someone hides, concealed in wraps of happiness and pride,
Not revealing himself to the world looking down upon him,
His faith in life has become so dim,
Until one day the flame finally goes off and he realizes there are no friends but only foes,
All the laughter and the charm seem so worthless now,
To these futile pleasures, he no longer bows,
Every day, looking for someone, something he can bear,
But all he receives in answer is despair,
In a scaring silence his words now bend,
Until one day he embraces his end.
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