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  1. AnonymousAugust 21, 2023

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    1. Diya AlwaniAugust 21, 2023

      Thank you soo much sweetie!! your words means a lot to me...happy to see that you liked my write-ups✨

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  2. AdityaAugust 26, 2023

    You are the best writer in the world 🌎

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    1. Diya AlwaniAugust 26, 2023

      Thank yo so much Adi 🌸 thank you for your appreciation ✨

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  3. BharatAugust 26, 2023

    You are too creative and have power to convert your thoughts precisely into beautiful poetries. Love your poems. Keep it up.Waiting for your another poetry to publish

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    1. Diya AlwaniAugust 26, 2023

      Thank you so much✨

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  4. RoshniOctober 05, 2023

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  5. AnonymousOctober 24, 2023

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    1. Diya AlwaniOctober 26, 2023

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Strong curse?

I hold their pain,  I stand so strong,   But when I break,  no one’s along.  I hide the hurt,  I don’t complain,   So they won’t feel  the silent strain. A piece of me  drifts far away,   To keep the night  from turning gray.  Still here, I heal,  though out of sight—   The quiet strength  that bears the fight.
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Woven in Time!

People come,  and people leave,   moments bloom,  then softly weave.  Faces fade,  but hearts still know,   what once was,  still seems to glow. Time moves on,  the stories stay,   But the feelings  never drift away.  Life just turns,  and we remain,   with joy and love,  and gentle pain.
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From the ‘Echoes of my Heart’

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In the kitchen of my heart, so deep, lies so many secrets I gatekeep.  And a little corner, set apart,  A space for art, a molding of my heart. This corner of art, forlorn and bare,  Filled with words unspoken there,  Whispers of thoughts, both near and far,  From people and moments, leaving a scar. Unnoticed thoughts, they seemed to hide,  But words resisted, deep inside,  I fought them back, with silent plea,  Yet they lingered on, haunting me. "Don't overthink," I say with might,  To the judging crowd, in fading light,  But those sharp words, like swords they gleam,  Replay in my mind, a haunting dream. A hundred times, they echo and pound,  When solitude's silence has me bound,  This corner of art, the heaviest part,  Recalling things that tear me apart. I claim no grudges, I hold no hate,  But hidden embers, still burn and grate,  A raw, unsorted space within,  Where heavier emotions begin. It poke...
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