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Poetry : A gallery
This is something so special for me. It took me such a long time to do all of this even-though it may not seem like it. I’d be the most content person if you’d share and spread this piece of art, crafted with love by me. Keep the pieces you like and please keep circulating this post. That would be my wreath. Thanks a lot for everything. 🙂
Who I was
They told me
to let go,
to stop fighting,
endlessly,
against the flame,
that burnt me-
alive.
I never listened,
I became the fire ,
that turned me,
into grey ash.
~Saadia
ps. These days are going with an obsession with fire so please bear with me 🙂
Limits
We accept our limits,
as walls, firmly
set up,by life,
Never question,
their existence,
when we should,
until they beget,
the death of us,
when we’re ,
still alive.
~Saadia
Flame
I was burning
Set before all eyes,
And life thought of rescue,
‘What if the girl dies?’
So it rained down on me,
but no one could decide ,
If it was possible,
to extinguish,
a fire that flames,
from the inside.
~Saadia
