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A letter to my binder (edit) For years I had you hidden And during those years I filled you with my thoughts All of my hidden tears Many years of memories Have been written inside you You kept my papers in order Together beside you we grew All of my secrets and ideas And my notes I never shared You made them safe for me Things that I would not dare You were beside me every step Taking all that my mind bared And you kept my thoughts quiet About stuff that I cared Now I display you proudly My thoughts now open, and You stuck beside me since day one Things I wrote to help with coping I thank you binder for all you have done I look forward to many more years Of you being one of my best friends Quietly you held my biggest fears ©Schizology A letter to my binder (edit) #Binder #Poetry #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

A letter to my binder (edit) For years I had you hidden And during those years I filled you with my thoughts All of my hidden tears Many years of memories Have been written inside you You kept my papers in order Together beside you we grew All of my secrets and ideas And my notes I never shared You made them safe for me Things that I would not dare You were beside me every step Taking all that my mind bared And you kept my thoughts quiet About stuff that I cared Now I display you proudly My thoughts now open, and You stuck beside me since day one Things I wrote to help with coping I thank you binder for all you have done I look forward to many more years Of you being one of my best friends Quietly you held my biggest fears ©Schizology A letter to my binder (edit) #Binder #Poetry #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

twisha ray

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In the quiet depths of night, Where shadows whisper soft and light, A search begins with earnest heart, To find the truth, to play its part. Through labyrinths of doubt and fear, We chase the echoes we can hear. In every question, every quest, A longing for a deeper rest. The truth is not a distant star, But found in places near and far. It lives in moments, pure and clear, In silent prayers and open ears. We peel away the veils of guise, To see the world through clearer eyes. In seeking truth, we find our way, And light the path for another day. So wander on with open mind, For truth is what you seek to find. In every step and every breath, You’ll glimpse the truth, in life and death. ©twisha ray how long to wait #seekingtruth #trnojo104 #needJustice

In the quiet depths of night, Where shadows whisper soft and light, A search begins with earnest heart, To find the truth, to play its part. Through labyrinths of doubt and fear, We chase the echoes we can hear. In every question, every quest, A longing for a deeper rest. The truth is not a distant star, But found in places near and far. It lives in moments, pure and clear, In silent prayers and open ears. We peel away the veils of guise, To see the world through clearer eyes. In seeking truth, we find our way, And light the path for another day. So wander on with open mind, For truth is what you seek to find. In every step and every breath, You’ll glimpse the truth, in life and death. ©twisha ray how long to wait #seekingtruth #trnojo104 #needJustice

Shilpa priya Dash

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White Dear August, You think you can trick me by raining on my feelings. No, never! I could not forget my painful emotions. I could not feel sorry for my careless errors. I could not resist those shivering helpless hands. I could not accept those merciless lucks. I could not live for those unfortunate loved ones. I could not forgive those heartless humans. ©Shilpa priya Dash #dear august..a letter

White Dear August, You think you can trick me by raining on my feelings. No, never! I could not forget my painful emotions. I could not feel sorry for my careless errors. I could not resist those shivering helpless hands. I could not accept those merciless lucks. I could not live for those unfortunate loved ones. I could not forgive those heartless humans. ©Shilpa priya Dash #dear august..a letter