by Meena Krish Jun 11, 2012
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
Under a blanket of words lies a forgotten story |
by William Mae
Sometimes the greatest enemy to inner peace is just ourself. The right person to trust, who doesn't judge, who understands and listens. Who is just a ear to absorb the pain can relieve the burden. What a wonderful write you penned, written so well because your understand this pain and you always penn with emotion. You know also this pain can be released, the day will come when time decides its enough, and the door opens for it to leave. "Bravo" |
Nice Work Meena!!! |
by Amreen
This is just amazing.... I wish I could have written this... So sorrowful and excellent |
This is sadly beautifully. It radiates the feelings of uncertainty and fates obligations. We all at times get muddled in emotional turmoil with lifes' unexpectancy. We feel incapable of confronting the demons in us. A further relapse to dwell in misery and despair. One needs to in all ramifications of life, thrive through emotional pangs of unfortunate circumstances. To effortlessly go with the flow and clear off prejudice. |
When I saw it was an acrostic poem, I almost skipped on past.... But this is amazing! |