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 The problem is I loved people, 

But, people loved the idea of me being lonely, 

People stays for their convenience not love, 

That’s why you want to be their necessity, 

But, again, when you feel needed, you understand their greed and neediness, 

That’s what make you distant, 

Distant of all the actants! 

©® Farheen

Wooden Chair

A girl with flat eyes in the west flat  sits regularly on the wooden chair to recount her past. She

2015

 I am crying my heart out,  My lungs are screaming and whimpering in agony. After a decade, I am crying

Bag

The last token of your love was a bag, A Tommy Hilfiger.  I wish I could carry all the memories

Surrender

We keep reliving our trauma again and again until we heal.  Every encounter teach me that each situation, each context

Diva

Goddess, you are a diva.  A soul unleashed from heavens,  Not for the weak, not for the meek,  Not for

Do you think people die?

Do you think people die from lack of love? Adam?! Don’t you see them living, laughing, eating, dressing, walking, working