lauryn wright
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He didn’t take my breath away,
He stole it and now I am suffocating under the depths of his dark soul.
My Porcelain ...
Mr. Razorbla...
Mind Before H...
No No No
My Choice, No...
Burnt And Bro...
Full Of Thoug...
Thief
Rotten Fruit
Bitter Cantal...
Now I wonder how I became a fool Now I wonder how I became a fool
The door can open as well as close. The door can open as well as close.
Trees –precious gifts of forest cooperatives. Trees –precious gifts of forest cooperatives.
The poem shows that happiness is from the heart. The poem shows that happiness is from the heart.
Life is all balance, you've taught me that much Life is all balance, you've taught me that much
The poem shows a memorable email sent to a friend. The poem shows a memorable email sent to a friend.
A goddamn identity of its own, mind. A goddamn identity of its own, mind.
Poetry by Diya Mohiyudheen Poetry by Diya Mohiyudheen
Do not go gentle into that good night. Do not go gentle into that good night.
Immediately she stops thinking and her heart is all yours forever. Immediately she stops thinking and her heart is all yours forever.
We should enjoy our life like anything remaining within ethics We should enjoy our life like anything remaining within ethics
On witnessing the countless procession of the hearse. On witnessing the countless procession of the hearse.
The poem describes the pain of a heartbreak. (Break-up). The poem describes the pain of a heartbreak. (Break-up).
Remember the day on the bank of river Ganges! Remember the day on the bank of river Ganges!
Do always remember to keep adding to your good karma credits Do always remember to keep adding to your good karma credits
It would prove a boon for future generations. It would prove a boon for future generations.
With tears in my eyes but happily, I shall now depart. With tears in my eyes but happily, I shall now depart.
Take a vow to look presentable, acquire etiquettes, influence, cultural unity. Take a vow to look presentable, acquire etiquettes, influence, cultural unity.
The poem tells that parents are living Gods. The poem tells that parents are living Gods.
Girls are not safe anywhere neither inside the womb nor in this world. Girls are not safe anywhere neither inside the womb nor in this world.