Door:

I was standing outside his door,
For I thought I still have the key of his core,
Weeping, hawling outdoor I asked him
"aren't we together anymore?"
"Get lost" he replied in hostile.
and my heart skipped a beat for
it has all emptiness pour in it.

Returning back from his door astonishingly,
finding the purpose of living miserably.
My parents ring and asked" where are you"?
" lost somewhere"-in a feeble voice I answered.


Walking, weeping,dwelling in past
didn't realize when I came back to my shore.
Parents interrogating me"are you alright"?
And a glass of water is pour
and I sat on the floor glancing them more.

Wiping my tears,holding my breathe,fragile from within,
I said -"The right door is here only"
My purpose of living is sorted.
The door is open.The door to my ambition,the door which holds my responsibilities,my opportunities,the door of love for family,the door of bonding with my dreams . The door of faith.The door which won't shatter me again.

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The thing which gets rotten from its root can never be bring back to a pure form

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©শOBদহীন_αηί𝔢♡

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Believe in yourself. No one can love you more than yourself.


- Anamika

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Never Dive too Deep,
That you cannot Rise Again.

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It is for the first time !

That this kind of madness is over me !

In the hope of whose sighting my mornings have become afternoons!

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I promise
to come back
to do stuffs
I once promised to do

to realize goals
they but decided for me

But,not today.
Oh dea life
let me go for now
as he needs me...
for we need
to know each other

for if he remains
unknown to me today

I would never have the hope
to dream again.

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If you love a flower, don't pick up 🌹

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The inner meaning of all the uploaded stories can only be understood by the person for whom it was meant ...

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My thoughts
turned to smoke

when words couldn't
keep hold on them.

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