The most fragile heart ,
Is the weakest of all,
But hardly acknowledged
As the purest benevolence.
It languishes and weeps in the silence ,
It masks itself with a gracious smile.
Fills every soul with abundance of joy,
Yet the dejection endures within.
The untold pain remained unfelt,
The unspoken words were excruciating.
Manifestations of unbearable torments,
Yet the heart starves for miracles .
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Poems on everything!
PoetryPoems I worked on here is about the things i have gone through over the ages of my life and I want to share it by the beautiful arts of poems!
