I dreamt of love in secrets of my lost diary.
Momentarily. He was disavowed of his capabilities. Memorably.
But, the trauma instilled a fear beyond trajectories not only in his brain, but in his heart too.
The scars were not visible to anyone but, HIM.
And the only choice left for him was to live on rags and scraps.
But, he never complained. And to no one he explained.
Because he lived not for the worldly affairs.
He survived those shocks to see his world in theirs.
He knew he had nothing down under his feet, but he made a heart purely definitive of Love.
He knew love while he saw hatred among the riches.
He knew hearts can heal while he wore clothes with stitches.
And moreover, he knew he was not meant to be in this world.
Because he believed he was_”LOVE“.
_Saiz
That Weird Beard Guy 
Love this yrr..👍👍
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Shukriya bhaii
Finally you’re here upon my request.
Good to see you man!!!
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No words to this. Felt too related:). You write so well!!
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Thanks a lot.
Our hearts feel the same way most of the times except beyond the limits of rights amd wrongs.
So, maybe we are just the tides of one and the same ocean. ☺
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My pleasure. Well said:)
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Nice very nice
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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Thanks for following my blog, I am now following yours. I would like to read more of your works, but it’s going to take awhile. I like you style, it says so much, and is so intense. t sounds like you are bearing your soul. I was really moved
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I’m going to come to your blog once my exams get over.
I sure will.
Thank you for your time on my blog. 😊
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Thanks Saiz, I appreciate that. I like to read things from people of different cultures. I think it helps us understand each other more and let’s us gain a better perspective.
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Yes. That’s true. Absolutely. Moreover, it also teaches us about a mindset one carries forth as one grows old.
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Exactly, that is essential to have that form and grow.
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Thanks for following my blog. A deep and moving poem. I also believe love can heal.Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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I’m humbled. Pleasure. 🙂
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Beautiful and sweet poem.
Thanks for following my blog and introducing me to yours!
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Honour is mine. 🙂
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Very beautiful.
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Thank you for your time. 🙂
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awesome😊😊
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Thank 🙂
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ur welcm
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