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I see, speak and feel nothing. I am just another person. I belong nowhere.

Nomad I am a nomad— Nothing I say matters. I am but a face in the crowd, I am left behind, trying. I am made fun of. I don’t count in this vast world, I often lead myself through darkness, I pin myself to the wall— I don’t even exist unless I make my presence known. I don’t even get hate—let alone love, I get neither a hell nor a heaven. Not everyone deserves pain. We suffer for a reason—I don’t get a reason. I just live to make God not regret His creation.                                         -Preetham.S.D  

Winter sky is a poem that takes you back to the 'Joyful' winter season. But this season, in the world of poetry signifies sadness and the time where very thing is , and gives a this poem a purpose of telling a story of a man's heart and explains how he feels after its shattered.

Winter sky


A million stars look down at me from the sky,

While every drop of tear falls down from my eye,

Every time I smile, from deep within I cry,

This cold winter, keeps all my hopes high,

But she was the only one, who never let the flame of my

heart die,

For now, she is gone,

And as I’m all alone,

I sit under the open sky and mourn,

And yet, my heart is made of stone,

As seasons pass by,

I would wish to slowly fade and die,

All my pain is reflected back at me when I sigh,

The ‘shadows of pain’ haunt me through echoes of my cry,

And here I am seated unwillingly under the ‘Winter Sky’.

                                                                   -Preetham.S.D  

 

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  1. Awesome! Love reading your work Preetham🫶

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  2. This is very nice dude !

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  3. Wow keep Growing bro❤️❤️Lots of Love

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