No Title Poem by Jahan Zeb
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I desire everyone to be rude
Giving me no attention
Ignoring me
When time brings them close
They pass by, without giving smile
Even not showing
They recognize me.
As one day a friend I was
No need of nice people
I need not company
Adorable or friends loyal
No. that is not that I am not nice
But just
It makes me worried and sad
I will have to leave one day
Or they will go
And I can't bear it.
Can't live with or without them I never measured I merely accept friend or foe Nice poem
i understand this so well after loosing my beautiful sister i just wanted to move to an uninhabited island to live rather than deal with the sordid wretched pain of death and loss again...
no, no, no. Where is the love that lay inside the poet? ? ? ? ? If we are here has a great purpose. Neither you nor I nor anyone else can answer these questions or questioning. Only accept. and know that is solved. Where is my friend?
the last few lines really shows the kind heart of this poet, who feels that he is neglected! 10
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4/23/2024 7:10:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You know, somehow it has a deep effect on me, i just speechless...and i cant say many words but to pretend that way wont solve the problem anyway, you will be surrounded by black clouds around your mind and thundering pressure on your emotion inside...you know people say people die but love stay..if you know this u will understand......._Soul