CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ


Posted on 24th Feb 2020 04:19 pm by sangeeta

what my body knows

is not a lie it’s not

a lie i tell you it is not

it’s nothing short of truth

and nothing larger

my past lodges

in my marrow and if

i wanted a transplant

there’d be no match

others’ sorrows dwarf

my petty traumas still

these bones are mine

when they creak

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My He(art)...

To love another with all of your heart

Can be seen as a work of art.

 

Sadakin bhi suni si lagti hain

Lagta hai us se mohabbat hone lagi hai 

Uski yaado mein ratein guzaar deta hoon 

The Most Horrible Treat

It seemed like a good idea at the time,

But looking back now I cringe just a little.

My World..

Love. Is that what I crave?

If it is, then why can't I find it?

Hate. Does that m

sara desh hamara

कहीं तुम्हें परबत लड़वा दे, कहीं लड़ा

KYA DOGE TUM IJAZAT HAME

KYA DOGE TUM IJAZAT HME APNE PASS

 AANE KI..... KYA MILEGI MOHLAT 

WAQT

When You Went Away

when you went away my world turned cold and gray.

when you wanted to leave I begged you t

A Broken Heart

How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

How do I find hop

Love Online

How did this happen I continue to ask?

As I get online waiting for time to pass

Y

ve kar jise sakte nahi

हो गये एक आन में उनके बुरे दिन भी भले

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