Fueled with anger
riddled with pain
why do things always have to be this way
hard as it is,
painful it can be..
why does it always end this way.
is it over for good?
is it the way its supposed to be..
why does it always end this way..
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Author notes:
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By Zainab Zaheen, © 2011, All rights reserved
it's difficult to know.life goes on like this.short and meaningful ink.
it's difficult to know.life goes on like this.short and meaningful ink.
it's difficult to know.life goes on like this.short and meaningful ink.
there are certain questions that are not easy to answer.life goes on despite this.short and meaningful ink.
Lots of pain in your writings, poems are a good outlet, but I hope things will lighten up for you.
I understand where you are and you are writing from a dark place.Trust me there is light at the end of the tunnel.God bless you!
It seems that you continuously go back to the same some one or something... Your pain and frustration is evident. I like it
there are certain questions that are not easy to answer.life goes on despite this.short and meaningful ink.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Who knows why...perhaps the maker behind such games only knows it well. Has the maker any intention to see such pain-bearer! ... Who knows! ....Good writing. Run long...write more.... Regards, pranab