Genuine and praising words for quite an awesome friend. Dear, I’m not gonna break your belief down. I guess everyone must have got one such soul… Am I that belief, vesting all your thoughts, chief? You’re softer than cotton as well harder than the cliff. I know you’re very busy […]
Palmword writes about Emotions Untouched
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A good sense of humour is bliss. How important it is, ever thought about it? Only the people with a poor sense of humour can intensely feel it. The majority says, either you get humiliated or you humiliate others. If you are the first one, you must have been struggling […]
What we see and what we listen about, create desires. Some of those are not worthy enough to be desired. Like a big balloon i.e. huge in size and hollow inside, they’re overrated. Like many of us, even I don’t focus the underrated things. So, whatever I focus about, I […]
Two neighbours, returning from their offices late night; while getting off the shared car (one urging for a late-night walk)… With my eyes open half, opened mouth for a talk, would you come up for a late-night walk? While I’m looking at you, I’m not lazy anymore, call me anytime, […]
Sometimes, I just can’t say No. Not even when I want to. Somehow everyone can convince me. Why I’m so easy. What’s the cause behind? Why after just one or two tries of saying ‘No’, my ball falls in your court and makes me say ‘Yes’. I wish I could […]
I’m ready to shout out loud, are you there to listen? Trust me, I would be the simplest open book, please be interested to read? Walking along with you is my dream, can we take a few steps together? I’m tired of hoping, “Is there anybody listening to me” See, […]
It’s a poem about a boy born with a silver spoon. He is the idiot son of a rich father. This poem is to highlight the things where the boy fails, resulting from parenting defaults. Also, it explains the difference in thoughts and responsibility that exist if he gets compared […]
“That wasn’t your fault. I’m liable for all that happened”, and I started crying. Except the dark hollowness and my weeping loudness, nothing was there. The room lacked all sort of activeness. I was regretting badly for the moments encountered a few minutes ago. We had no respect in this […]
