Hey there peeeps..
Looooooooooooong time no seee....
Yeah with time i had stopped writing poetry and tadaaa... here i am back with a piece I've written for a competition..
Actually dedicated to the real time angel in my life.. my granny.. who sadly is no more..
In the tender stages of my life.. with my parents busy n their own careers.. she was the one who brought me up.. and ma main who taught me to dream..
Nights were spent with my head on her lap and het hands caressing my hair..
I would keep on blabbering the fantasies n my head which were uttet nonsense..
But she would keep on listening till i drift off to sleep.. sometimes joining me on my stories adding something on her part...
Without any restrictions she let me dream..
I misss you ummamaa.. 💔💔💔
May almighty allah forgive all your sins.. enlighten your grave..and grant you the highest rank in Jannah and unite us there in..
Ameen summa Ameen..
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YOU ARE READING
In My solitude..
PoetryU get broken.. a beautiful love blossoms ... it heals all ur damn wounds and pains away.. You go on living a beautiful ever after.. well this book isn't what the cinemas show.. that stuff is lie at its height.. The thins in cinemas might impress u...
