Valued?
Never!
Walked away from disrespect.
Tag Hatred
Six Word Stories: 29
In silence, I found myself screaming.
Six Word Stories: 27
“Goodbye forever!”
A suicide note read.
Six Word Stories: #26
In solitude, I’m longing to perish.
Poets die…
Poets die.
Because:
They are betrayed,
Destroyed in love.
Unremarkable, they’re
To sane.
Lost in never-ending
Thoughts, again.
So, we die;
Poets die.
Monotonous,
To the world, we’re;
Makes no difference
If we die;
When poets die.
Quill pen bleeds
On shabby sheets.
Arduous life writhed
In a poetry.
Struggling fingers,
Untold words,
Wounded heart,
Never understood.
Poets die
Broken,
Desolated,
Unnamed.
We die;
Alas! Poets die.
Six Word Stories: #24
Withering beauty; lust ended. She’s tyrannised.
Six Word Stories: #22
Broken! Shattered! Melancholic! She’s not vulnerable.
Six Word Stories: #21
I’ll die; poet inside me, won’t.
Six Word Stories: #19
Her enigmatic smile left him lusted.
Six Word Stories: #17
She fought. She broke. For whom?
Tamanna 