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Episodes of melancholy

To those hours of cowardice sentiments

Where suicidial thoughts becomes inevitable

And skin goes numb under the burden of emotions and thoughts of pessimism

To those days of grief moments

Where brain surrenders to think positive

Where heart fails to project waves of energised blood

Where body gives up and falls under the weight of ached margins

Where eyes gets tired of hiding hurt beneath the sparkling glare of sorrow

Where stress wrinkles shows up and tears trickle down

Where light becomes dark and dark gets meaning

// Jannat Amjad

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Sleeping is nice.You forget about everything for a little while.

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