Depression Poem by Najila Naji

Depression

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Died by your gifted forlorn that came in between me and you
And now watching from heaven the lives you are about to sue
Oh! You were my shell; my lovely home when my grief grew
now realized you killed me and yes I am talking about you—
‘The bloody depression'; the one who is as cold as ice
Kindly beware of him as he can make you blind thrice!

Depression
Monday, August 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 31 August 2020

Write comment. Such an impressive start, Najila. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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