
The rain came as a saving grace to hide my tears.
Surprisingly tears stopped.
I started enjoying the rain instead.
‘Life shouldn’t change with someone’s rejection.’
I phoned him,
“Go to hell.”
The rain came as a saving grace to hide my tears.
Surprisingly tears stopped.
I started enjoying the rain instead.
‘Life shouldn’t change with someone’s rejection.’
I phoned him,
“Go to hell.”
An onion has many layers. So have I!
with no commitments and all excuses
poet Poem poetry
Independent Publisher of Poetry and Prose
frightfully wondrous things happen here.
Practical advice for a happier, fuller, and more meaningful life
Ego stroking and addiction horror stories
Misérias,guerras,doenças, desempregos,não vem de Deus e nem dos Orixás. Vem do julgamento e desrespeito entre a humanidade
"Once a pond a time..."
A look at life, achieving good physical and mental health and happiness
Where creativity meets passion!
Inspiration and Spirituality **Award Free**
An onion has many layers. So have I!
with no commitments and all excuses
poet Poem poetry
Independent Publisher of Poetry and Prose
frightfully wondrous things happen here.
Practical advice for a happier, fuller, and more meaningful life
Ego stroking and addiction horror stories
Misérias,guerras,doenças, desempregos,não vem de Deus e nem dos Orixás. Vem do julgamento e desrespeito entre a humanidade
"Once a pond a time..."
A look at life, achieving good physical and mental health and happiness
Where creativity meets passion!
Inspiration and Spirituality **Award Free**
An onion has many layers. So have I!
with no commitments and all excuses
poet Poem poetry
Independent Publisher of Poetry and Prose
frightfully wondrous things happen here.
I love this poem and the message Indira. Thanks for joining in
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Haha, really. Thanks a lot my dear.
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You’re welcome! 😎
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The perfect response, Indira!
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Thanks, dear.
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Love it!
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That is wonderful 😊
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