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Writing A Sad Love Song

I sit alone with pen in hand, And try to write a love song grand, But all I feel is sorrow deep, As I think of love I couldn't keep. The memories flood back so fast, Of love that died and couldn't last, Of promises broken and dreams unfulfilled, Of love that faded and was killed. I try to put my feelings down, To make them rhyme and wear a crown, But every word just feels so wrong, As I struggle to write a sad love song. The pain is real, the hurt so deep, As I think of love that fell asleep, Of

He is my unsung Hero.

I don't want to go So his heart says Wife behind Children behind When called he dares not answer When he leaves, Whatever troubles him, is up to him His mouth is sealed Hearts are saddened Give and he follows Fight with his life Lose close ones when finished Shoes dirty Cloths dirty Still he smiles When ' dies he is honored A bullet in the air As a wine for him (for the brotherhood'cheers) Proud. That's why He is my unsung hero.

I Better Take My Leave

It's a sad story to be left alone in this world despite your effort to be a better person. This poem is full of emotion that I can't just live with.

"Shadows of Sorrow: Exploring the Depths of Desolation"

In "Shadows of Sorrow: Exploring the Depths of Desolation," we embark on a poignant journey into the profound realm of human sadness. This evocative exploration delves into the intricacies of grief, despair, and the haunting presence of sorrow that can permeate our lives.

The poem that often reminds me of my sorrow

We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while we wear the mask. We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries to thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear t

Sad poem

In the shadows of my heart, a melancholy sigh, A poem of sadness, I shall now imply. A tale of sorrow, woven with woe, Where tears cascade, unstoppable flow. Like a fading star, my spirit grows weak, Embracing sadness, with every breath I speak. The weight on my shoulders, heavy with despair, As I wander through life, consumed by care. A broken smile, no solace can it trace, Echoing laughter, now a distant embrace. The world around me, cloaked in shades of gray, A constant reminder of the joys t

The Death of a football Legand

Football legend Pelé has passed away at the age of 82. Viewed by many as the planet's finest footballer, Edson Arantes do Nascimento, known to the world as Pelé, adored the game and the game adored him back. Wherever he went, thousands of fans would follow, hoping to catch a glimpse of the three-time World Cup winner. At the age of 16, Pelé had already made his mark on the international stage, scoring on his debut against arch-rivals Argentina in 1957. One year later, his skills throughout the t

The Wonderful Ending

They met each other without any fear or hesitation. Every day I used to see them meeting at the flower shop at the crossroads. I have been observing their activities with great interest since the first day I saw them. Both of them have a bag on their backs, and they are not very old, 16 or 17. Most likely, both of them are returning from coaching Center. On the way back, they meet this flower shop. The boy came a little earlier. He bought a rose for 15 taka; A folded 10 taka and a war-torn 5 ta

ABYSS 2

continuation of abyss

Carousel of pain

Dark poam of self torture

Friendship trgedy

At that time I was in college and had spent almost my till that time quite unsolicited so I had no sense that what's true friendship is like or what love feels like. At that time I started talking with a boy on social media (Instagram) he was 6 months younger then me. He was sweet and very ambitious guy. He made me forget about my sorrows whenever I talked to him, at that time both of us were going to turn 18. During that time my sister got divorced and all of my family was greing by their self

Frozen thoughts

In the eyes of another death is beautiful,  see Nothing grows until it finally dies.... And you’ll never find the truth until you’ve found the lies... And now that I’ve started pulling some strings, somethings are unraveling and I don’t like what I’m seeing but yet I proceed.... I’m pushing, a sense of a lost direction just stirred up but I keep on pressing to find the answers.... The path of a lost soul is where I’m walking..... I don’t know what or where I’m going but I’m desperate to find the

Hemotional

People who feel are drooping flowers. The tiny ones that the rain beats with it's fists. Anger comes with it's boiling rage. Then the mouth speaks: dropping eggs that are broken alongside many hearts. The sadness follows and then it covers you like a warm duvet. It is like a bodyguard that protects you and pushes everyone else away. When laughter comes, it comes with fear that the good feeling is your salary: it never lasts. What a price to pay for being so sensitive, bending like the plant in t

Break Me

Most times we are quick to assume that heartbreak comes only from lovers but boy are we wrong It is the people who we hold dear and call family For they have an inner access to our lives than others do So it is easier for them to penetrate the walls we have built around ourselves I’d rather get my heart broken by a stranger any day than let my family break that string Lovers are often replaceable but what do we do about family A nuclear unit created cannot replace the womb that bore us A child’s

SAD LOVE STORY THAT WILL MAKE YOU CRY

“SAD LOVE STORY THAT WILL MAKE YOU CRY” One random night he woke up. He was thinking about all things that have happened to him in the past few days. His girlfriend left a message saying “Sorry but our relationship is over”. He didn’t know how to react, because they were together for 3 years. He thought he did something wrong. To keep the negative thoughts away, he decided to go for a walk. He was walking in the park thinking about things he wanted to change in his life. Suddenly he saw his girl

The secrets untold

Sometime we have alot to say but we can't because we fear how others might react. We want to cry loudly but it turn into silent cry.

"A Spark of Hope"

This is poem about hope in life

The Chronicle of a sad hustle

Hard work trying to make a dollar out of a cent.

Alone cat

This is the story of a lonely kitten One day a pregnant mother cat came to my work place he was very thin, hungry, very dirty body and finally I took care of the cat after 2 days she gave birth to 3 very cute babies After a week the mother died, I felt sorry for the kittens, they were still small and had been left with their mother Luckily there are good people who want to adopt 2 kittens, now there is only 1 cute kitten left Even though he is alone, he is still cheerful like other kittens

It is love

Words to express what is love in your heart