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A Poem by Amal N
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Just a poem I wrote in the bus on my way home..

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Don't add misery to my misery;
Don't tell me I have to speak up my mind;
My mind is busy with things that wouldn't concern you;
I am looking for things I might never find;
Unfulfilled wishes, dead dreams and lies;
And yet you come and ask if I have something to hide;
Life wouldn't stop being mean to me;
I am tired of being forgotten, I am tired of being tied.

© 2014 Amal N


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A hard hitting poem describing the need and want of a person for their personal space and to let them be just them. When you have nothing to hide why do people have to keep asking as if something is there to hide. Nice poem.

There again in the end you are saying I am tired of being forgotten, I am tired of being tied is great way to end it showing the helplessness in the situation.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

New Theory

10 Years Ago

You are welcome :)... Do hang by and check out my work ... :)
Thanks :)
Amal N

10 Years Ago

I certainly will! :)
New Theory

10 Years Ago

.................................. :)



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Nice shot!
I think, your very good at writing and much creative than other angels. I've read your many stuffs and one thing i've figured out that your writes are well penned with much rhymes n which's good by me to read and enjoy. Your beauty of words and the grip pf rhythm kept me on your pages leaving my scent into the words.

Keep writing and spreading your scents into the forms of words. I loved your working way, pretty.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Stephen

10 Years Ago

Lol ... great to hear from an angel.
Well ...Alll the best for your beautiful novel...hope to .. read more
Amal N

10 Years Ago

erm...day dreaming and writing lol
Stephen

10 Years Ago

Lol, now that's what the angels love doing with their free time. Ha!
Keep Dreaming and Writin.. read more
A hard hitting poem describing the need and want of a person for their personal space and to let them be just them. When you have nothing to hide why do people have to keep asking as if something is there to hide. Nice poem.

There again in the end you are saying I am tired of being forgotten, I am tired of being tied is great way to end it showing the helplessness in the situation.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

New Theory

10 Years Ago

You are welcome :)... Do hang by and check out my work ... :)
Thanks :)
Amal N

10 Years Ago

I certainly will! :)
New Theory

10 Years Ago

.................................. :)

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Amal N
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Just a girl with so many dreams and so little time. I love writing poems and stories and would take any advice or opinion about my writings since English isn't my native tongue :) more..

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A Poem by Amal N