She: An old soul with a broken heart. She hides from the world yet face it for the people she loves. She'll never tell u that she loves u, doesn't know how to. But will show you when you are in darkness.
She is called sunshine b...
The gratitude is for understanding Anahita. Giving her so much love. Feeling with her... Feeling for her. And I am thankful that you guys Are accompanying her in this journey.
Today my dear friend calmandchaos30 Wrote a beautiful poem describing Anahita and her journey... This one is a true talent Please read......
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She sang with her sorrows, danced with the silence, and basked in its peaceful misery. She knows little, or maybe a little too well of the tricks and games, the good old fames, the profound lectures, are they not treacherous? Are you sure you know her? when nobody does-
Can you claim you see her? when everybody does- and yet lack the understanding that calm and chaos, dusk and dawn, that childhood innocence and a deep maturity, that stormy ocean and a hopeful ray of sunshine are two ends that can never meet, never come together except when it's her- and you've known her forever She puts up a wall, it's safe that way, it's easy that way She's ready for the world, come what may but now you know her- when nobody does and now you see her- even though everybody does, you see right through, to reveal what's true The mirage she created, no longer deceives you She still knows little, or maybe a little too well and now you can rest and revel in the fact- that She sang with the sparrows, danced with the violin, and basked in its peaceful reverie
