Whispers of a Withered Heart
Unwritten Verses of My Heart
By Mohideen Abdul katherPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
She thinks iam happy without her but me Madly, madly, I pined and pined, Thinking of you, I withered away. Without you, neither poetry nor music Brings me any joy. Oh beauty of my five senses, My lifebreath, Will you forgive me? Tell me, my dear.
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Mohideen Abdul kather
as a lazy person, I often find myself spending hours just sitting and overthinking, but instead of letting that be a negative thing, I have turned it into a creative outlet.
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