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Unsplash SHE IS HER She is herself— Neither fake nor fully real, Not like the pain she carries deep, Not like the stain she hides in the creep. She may not be precious, But she is not cheap, And the one within her is no cheat. She cries aloud, Her innocence shatters, While the one inside Searches for the true her. And as the gloomy sky drifts by, She is no more. Yet if you dare to call her a *WHORE Then truth be told— You never loved her before. ©Shilpa Priya Dash

#She  Unsplash  SHE IS HER

She is herself—
Neither fake nor fully real,
Not like the pain she carries deep,
Not like the stain she hides in the creep.

She may not be precious,
But she is not cheap,
And the one within her is no cheat.

She cries aloud,
Her innocence shatters,
While the one inside
Searches for the true her.

And as the gloomy sky drifts by,
She is no more.
Yet if you dare to call her a *WHORE
Then truth be told—
You never loved her before.

©Shilpa Priya Dash

#She is her

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She was She was his poetry even before he Ever began to write any poems His first thought when he woke up His last thought before sleeping The first woman that gave him comfort The last woman that made him happy The first woman to give him a child The last woman he shared secrets to The first woman to make his jaw drop The last woman that he would cherish ©Schizology

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She was his poetry even before he
Ever began to write any poems

His first thought when he woke up
His last thought before sleeping

The first woman that gave him comfort
The last woman that made him happy

The first woman to give him a child
The last woman he shared secrets to

The first woman to make his jaw drop
The last woman that he would cherish

©Schizology

She was #She #brokenheart #poem✍🧡🧡💛 sad poetry poetry in english poetry poetry lovers

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White میری زندگی میں ایسا وقت چل رہا ہے کہ مجھے خود نہیں پتہ میرے ساتھ ہو کیا رہا ہے بلاوجہ غصہ چڑچڑا پن بیزاری اکیلا پن وحشت گُھٹن تلخ لہجے ماضی مستقبل اور بہت ساری اذییتیں مجھے اندر سے کھا رہی ہیں ایسے لگ رہا ہے جیسے میرے زہن میں کوئی کیلیں ٹھوک رہا ہے انسان پر کبھی کبھار ایسا وقت بھی آتا ہے کہ اس کے لیے محض سانس لینا بھی بہادری ہوتی ہے اور آج کل میں ایسے ہی دنوں کی قید میں ہوں لیکن پھر بھی میں اُس شخص پر سے دھیان نہیں ہٹا پا رہامیرے دماغ میں اور میرے باقی وجود میں وہ خون کی مانند دوڑ رہا ہے ©Nazrul Islam Faateh

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میری زندگی میں ایسا وقت چل رہا ہے کہ مجھے خود نہیں پتہ میرے ساتھ ہو کیا رہا ہے بلاوجہ غصہ چڑچڑا پن بیزاری اکیلا پن وحشت گُھٹن تلخ لہجے ماضی مستقبل اور بہت ساری اذییتیں مجھے اندر سے کھا رہی ہیں ایسے لگ رہا ہے جیسے میرے زہن میں کوئی کیلیں ٹھوک رہا ہے انسان پر کبھی کبھار ایسا وقت بھی آتا ہے کہ اس کے لیے محض سانس لینا بھی بہادری ہوتی ہے اور آج کل میں ایسے ہی دنوں کی قید میں ہوں لیکن پھر بھی میں اُس شخص پر سے دھیان نہیں ہٹا پا رہامیرے دماغ میں اور میرے باقی وجود میں وہ خون کی مانند دوڑ رہا ہے

©Nazrul Islam Faateh

Unsplash No One Cares About Me" “All day long,” she whispers softly, “No one cares about me…” Her words echo in the quiet house, Heavy with years of sacrifice. She gave away her children’s childhood, Trading laughter for long hours, Dreams for endless responsibilities. She barely had time to hold them close. Now, the years have passed. Her job is done, but not her burdens. Day by day, she picks up every piece— Sweeping, mending, cooking, Tending to her grandson with tired hands. And yet, no one sees. No one stops to say, "Thank you for all you've done." The weight of invisibility breaks her spirit. She aches not for riches or grandeur, But for a single kind word, A fleeting acknowledgment of her worth, A simple reminder that she is loved. Her heart, exhausted, Longs for tenderness, For someone to say, "Rest now—you’ve done enough." But instead, silence greets her. And all she wants, All she has ever wanted, Is just a little warmth From the ones she sacrificed everything for. ©Monika Vimal

#She  Unsplash  No One Cares About Me"

“All day long,” she whispers softly,
“No one cares about me…”
Her words echo in the quiet house,
Heavy with years of sacrifice.

She gave away her children’s childhood,
Trading laughter for long hours,
Dreams for endless responsibilities.
She barely had time to hold them close.

Now, the years have passed.
Her job is done, but not her burdens.
Day by day, she picks up every piece—
Sweeping, mending, cooking,
Tending to her grandson with tired hands.

And yet, no one sees.
No one stops to say,
"Thank you for all you've done."

The weight of invisibility breaks her spirit.
She aches not for riches or grandeur,
But for a single kind word,
A fleeting acknowledgment of her worth,
A simple reminder that she is loved.

Her heart, exhausted,
Longs for tenderness,
For someone to say,
"Rest now—you’ve done enough."

But instead, silence greets her.
And all she wants,
All she has ever wanted,
Is just a little warmth
From the ones she sacrificed everything for.

©Monika Vimal

#Life #She

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Be Smart Be Brave ©Poequote

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Be Brave

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Unsplash Be Successful and Brave 😎 ©Nani

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Unsplash SHE IS HER She is herself— Neither fake nor fully real, Not like the pain she carries deep, Not like the stain she hides in the creep. She may not be precious, But she is not cheap, And the one within her is no cheat. She cries aloud, Her innocence shatters, While the one inside Searches for the true her. And as the gloomy sky drifts by, She is no more. Yet if you dare to call her a *WHORE Then truth be told— You never loved her before. ©Shilpa Priya Dash

#She  Unsplash  SHE IS HER

She is herself—
Neither fake nor fully real,
Not like the pain she carries deep,
Not like the stain she hides in the creep.

She may not be precious,
But she is not cheap,
And the one within her is no cheat.

She cries aloud,
Her innocence shatters,
While the one inside
Searches for the true her.

And as the gloomy sky drifts by,
She is no more.
Yet if you dare to call her a *WHORE
Then truth be told—
You never loved her before.

©Shilpa Priya Dash

#She is her

19 Love

She was She was his poetry even before he Ever began to write any poems His first thought when he woke up His last thought before sleeping The first woman that gave him comfort The last woman that made him happy The first woman to give him a child The last woman he shared secrets to The first woman to make his jaw drop The last woman that he would cherish ©Schizology

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #brokenheart #She  She was

She was his poetry even before he
Ever began to write any poems

His first thought when he woke up
His last thought before sleeping

The first woman that gave him comfort
The last woman that made him happy

The first woman to give him a child
The last woman he shared secrets to

The first woman to make his jaw drop
The last woman that he would cherish

©Schizology

She was #She #brokenheart #poem✍🧡🧡💛 sad poetry poetry in english poetry poetry lovers

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White میری زندگی میں ایسا وقت چل رہا ہے کہ مجھے خود نہیں پتہ میرے ساتھ ہو کیا رہا ہے بلاوجہ غصہ چڑچڑا پن بیزاری اکیلا پن وحشت گُھٹن تلخ لہجے ماضی مستقبل اور بہت ساری اذییتیں مجھے اندر سے کھا رہی ہیں ایسے لگ رہا ہے جیسے میرے زہن میں کوئی کیلیں ٹھوک رہا ہے انسان پر کبھی کبھار ایسا وقت بھی آتا ہے کہ اس کے لیے محض سانس لینا بھی بہادری ہوتی ہے اور آج کل میں ایسے ہی دنوں کی قید میں ہوں لیکن پھر بھی میں اُس شخص پر سے دھیان نہیں ہٹا پا رہامیرے دماغ میں اور میرے باقی وجود میں وہ خون کی مانند دوڑ رہا ہے ©Nazrul Islam Faateh

#Sad_Status #romance #Pain #poem  White 

میری زندگی میں ایسا وقت چل رہا ہے کہ مجھے خود نہیں پتہ میرے ساتھ ہو کیا رہا ہے بلاوجہ غصہ چڑچڑا پن بیزاری اکیلا پن وحشت گُھٹن تلخ لہجے ماضی مستقبل اور بہت ساری اذییتیں مجھے اندر سے کھا رہی ہیں ایسے لگ رہا ہے جیسے میرے زہن میں کوئی کیلیں ٹھوک رہا ہے انسان پر کبھی کبھار ایسا وقت بھی آتا ہے کہ اس کے لیے محض سانس لینا بھی بہادری ہوتی ہے اور آج کل میں ایسے ہی دنوں کی قید میں ہوں لیکن پھر بھی میں اُس شخص پر سے دھیان نہیں ہٹا پا رہامیرے دماغ میں اور میرے باقی وجود میں وہ خون کی مانند دوڑ رہا ہے

©Nazrul Islam Faateh

Unsplash No One Cares About Me" “All day long,” she whispers softly, “No one cares about me…” Her words echo in the quiet house, Heavy with years of sacrifice. She gave away her children’s childhood, Trading laughter for long hours, Dreams for endless responsibilities. She barely had time to hold them close. Now, the years have passed. Her job is done, but not her burdens. Day by day, she picks up every piece— Sweeping, mending, cooking, Tending to her grandson with tired hands. And yet, no one sees. No one stops to say, "Thank you for all you've done." The weight of invisibility breaks her spirit. She aches not for riches or grandeur, But for a single kind word, A fleeting acknowledgment of her worth, A simple reminder that she is loved. Her heart, exhausted, Longs for tenderness, For someone to say, "Rest now—you’ve done enough." But instead, silence greets her. And all she wants, All she has ever wanted, Is just a little warmth From the ones she sacrificed everything for. ©Monika Vimal

#She  Unsplash  No One Cares About Me"

“All day long,” she whispers softly,
“No one cares about me…”
Her words echo in the quiet house,
Heavy with years of sacrifice.

She gave away her children’s childhood,
Trading laughter for long hours,
Dreams for endless responsibilities.
She barely had time to hold them close.

Now, the years have passed.
Her job is done, but not her burdens.
Day by day, she picks up every piece—
Sweeping, mending, cooking,
Tending to her grandson with tired hands.

And yet, no one sees.
No one stops to say,
"Thank you for all you've done."

The weight of invisibility breaks her spirit.
She aches not for riches or grandeur,
But for a single kind word,
A fleeting acknowledgment of her worth,
A simple reminder that she is loved.

Her heart, exhausted,
Longs for tenderness,
For someone to say,
"Rest now—you’ve done enough."

But instead, silence greets her.
And all she wants,
All she has ever wanted,
Is just a little warmth
From the ones she sacrificed everything for.

©Monika Vimal

#Life #She

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Be Smart Be Brave ©Poequote

#Quotes #Brave #smart  Be Smart
Be Brave

©Poequote

Be #smart #Brave

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Unsplash Be Successful and Brave 😎 ©Nani

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©Nani

#Brave #Successful quotes on life good morning quotes inspirational quotes

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