These lustful ghosts turned me into a corpse,
They ate my soul as they punched me from the inside
They dug my heart as they filled my holes,
With every punch my soul bled and cried.
With tears, dark blooded,
Which were suppressed by their rapture.
When I tried to move out from their lust, they scudded.
At last I released myself and let them capture.
They gave me a new life by making me dead,
There is now a soul inside me, so I should be happy or sad?
But that soul was too heavy.
So I turned it into one like me
So now it is a corpse too and dead literally.
I never wake up as I never sleep.
I never eat as I never get hungry.
I never love, now I don’t have a heart for it.
All what is left is fear….
Of these ghosts.
All what is left is fear…
That what if I become a better corpse
Oh My God, its such painful poem. Blessed be ur hands for writing such a strong emotional poem.
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Thanks for blessing me with your comment 😉
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you r most welcome 🙂
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It’s also seems difficult ( for a boy )to write smthng frm female’s point of view…nd writing such a poem is a thing of proud fr u …well done bro
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Yes, I agree 😅 thanks a lot… Glad that you liked it 🙂
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exactly… i was wondering how this guy managed to capture her tears and worries
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It’s all around us. We don’t experience something it doesn’t mean we can’t feel them. 🙂 Like we are said to learn from mistakes and experience s of others because life is too short to doing everything.
And anyway a writer is someone who convey feelings of others. 🙂 (Bad or good)
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Yeah…..hats off to him ☺☺
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very emotional poem priyesh.
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Yes I know 😅
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acha main nay kabh kaha appko pata nhi 😛 wasay bohat achi likhi hai appko social activist hona chahiye
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Hahahaha..Thanks 🙂
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ur welcm mr acha appko yeh words kahan say miltay hai humay zara baatye gaye kiya
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Konse words?
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yeh jo app likhtay hai i just love it.
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Mai ab btau kese… ? Koi jo likhta hu , usey kese likhta hu, usey likhne k liye mere pas shabd nhi h 😂
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hmm good main bhi seekhon gi inshaAllah
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I admire your courage Priyesh!! You deserve a lot of respect!
Gonna reblog 🙂
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Thanks a lot 😊
And also thanks for reblogging it 😃
I am glad you liked it soo much 🙂
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I can’t find the reblog option for some reason
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Click in share > wordpress.. I guess that will work? 😅
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It’s just showing the link..why did you disable the reblog button? :p
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No no I haven’t 😂 yesterday somebody reblogged my post
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Somehow finally!!
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Reblogged this on Shilpa Mary Cherian and commented:
This is the best you’ve ever done Priyesh!
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😘
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this is exceptionally good.. can really feel the dark blooded tears
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Glad you liked it soo much 🙂
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Goosebump! this was the best read of the day. Keep writing. 🙂
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Thanks a lot deesha 🙂 sure… I will try to write better and better 🙂
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So much intensity, amazing work Priyesh.
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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All have said and written in prevoius comments! So I would just say a big salute to you and guys who commit these kinds of things should learn from you! 👍
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There’s nothing to salute me in this 🙂 but thanks a lot for reading my poem and I am glad that you liked it. I hope someday every person, not only guys will understand this how devilish this crime is !
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True!
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