Samma Parvin68
Tragedy Classics Others
The pain you have, I will heal,
Anything you want, I can,
I can make you happy, I can make you sad,
But anything you do will never be bad.
Never Be Bad
Mr. Butterfly
how could you murder your own husband?” “I am not your Devi” was all she could say. how could you murder your own husband?” “I am not your Devi” was all she could s...
So much noise outside, yet my inner voice calls out, its whispers louder than the chaos, a melody wi... So much noise outside, yet my inner voice calls out, its whispers louder than th...
I can damage the law and order, Everyone has to suffer this disorder. I am the lawyer, ... I can damage the law and order, Everyone has to suffer this disorder. ...
A heart wrenching poem about rape and its brutality. The poem pleads us to rise against such heinou... A heart wrenching poem about rape and its brutality. The poem pleads us to rise...
no one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark no one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark
My depression is like my body hair Used to shave it, It came back every single time My depression is like my body hair Used to shave it, It came back every si...
One last hope, To drag myself in the rust of this world, And surmise where we as human beings lack... One last hope, To drag myself in the rust of this world, And surmise where we ...
Cancer takes the lives of people in the most merciless way, leaving heartbreak and pain in its wake Cancer takes the lives of people in the most merciless way, leaving heartbreak a...
On a small piece of white paper, I wrote a small poem about death, but I did not show it to ... On a small piece of white paper, I wrote a small poem about death, but I...
Please put an end to this corona pandemic. Please put an end to this corona pandemic.
My eyes rain in thick sheets, seasonal and unseasonal, both, Swelling like two big blobs on an ugly... My eyes rain in thick sheets, seasonal and unseasonal, both, Swelling like two ...
I'm the god you'll never build a shrine to, life's insidious twin, the antichrist. I'm the god you'll never build a shrine to, life's insidious twin, the antichris...
The wedding night turned into a nightmare as he forced himself on her, ripping apart her dress and h... The wedding night turned into a nightmare as he forced himself on her, ripping a...
Did Mother ever dare venture out from the depths of her own personal hell? Did Mother ever dare venture out from the depths of her own personal hell?
Celebration of ironies and hypocrisies Celebration of ironies and hypocrisies
And she made paper boats Out of the patriarchy sheets And bid goodbye to it For the career,... And she made paper boats Out of the patriarchy sheets And bid goodbye to i...
Eyes, which are now dead, void of any feelings Eyes, which are now dead, void of any feelings
Stop committing yourself to songs and stories and spoken slam bullshit in a world where degrees and ... Stop committing yourself to songs and stories and spoken slam bullshit in a worl...
The transformation of echoes into images will just be a reminiscence for them, with a tinge of laugh... The transformation of echoes into images will just be a reminiscence for them, w...
A moving poem about the agony of inequality, domestic violence, abuse, child marriage that a woman f... A moving poem about the agony of inequality, domestic violence, abuse, child mar...
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