Nishita Ghosh   (Joanna Glory)
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I write poetries that's deep.
Joined 20 December 2019


I write poetries that's deep.
Joined 20 December 2019
18 MAR AT 14:50

Sometimes, we keep asking
the same questions,
hoping for answers we want to hear,
even though deep down we know the truth.
We're afraid when we've asked
all our questions and
still haven't found answers.
Even when it's over,
we find it hard to accept.
Then again, we move on to
someone else with the
same questions,
hoping their answers
will make us feel better.

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27 FEB AT 16:55

Don’t fall in love.
Walk and grow in love.

With CHRIST.

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17 NOV 2021 AT 8:26

There are no ugly faces,
just hideous people and laces,
society can make you feel dumped,
but you've got the power to shut them down.

social media is a flake,
don't dive too deep in the lake,
you'd hit your head in the stones,
they enjoy when you hit your bones.

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17 NOV 2021 AT 8:19

Not everyone is your friend,
be careful while you send,
the invitation to reside into your heart,
it's easy to break a glass.

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17 NOV 2021 AT 8:09

Don't let the toxicity of what others want you to be define you.

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2 AUG 2021 AT 23:37

hard to push, aye even harder to stay still.
felt cold for the first time & blimey!
worth the wait they say, true aye mate.
out of the boundaries..
shoved my comfortable space,
made learning easier to remove the veil.
cruel and lonely makes one feel,
uncovered the hidden naked realms
of succesing one's dreams.

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2 AUG 2021 AT 23:09

God, some believe and some don't.
Atheists and believers, The two kinds of things,
like a soft breath, he touched my soul
Brushed my temple in holiness.
Pure and oh so much love,
drenched bit by bit of greased poison.
And life was his then, my shepherd.
chooses even thy soles are dirty,
Oh, so much love and his holiness.

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4 NOV 2020 AT 2:43

Fingers on the keyboard
and the sound of the keystrokes
gropes sanity with sights staring
with gigantic gloaming notion
typing continuously to finalize given chore
stimulating anguish down to the crest end coccyx
and taking arms posterior to smack tiny void
only to keep functioning properly
to finish the leftover chore.

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3 NOV 2020 AT 4:09

One night I was reading
and something strikes my mind
there was this key
which was lost and I had to find
careful I told myself
while I was searching and there it lies
in the basement of glorious
it was precious and fragile
because it was made of
ego and arrogance
hid for years only to come back
exposed again in time.

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3 NOV 2020 AT 3:42

impossible,
to feel someone
injected with emptiness
building thick walls
around to save
their soul not to be
Broken again
yet it craves
& starving somewhere deep
to break those barriers
and let lose
to unleash
the power of sanity.

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