Deep in My Heart- a Poem - Page 3

Originally posted by: vivpri

Thank you 🥰

I have re-read this beautiful poem so many times now but still could not make myself part away from it. Those lines are addictive. Do you have a Wattpad account in which you have posted this? I would like to add this to my reading list.

I do have a wattpad account but I opened it because my stories were stolen there. But I have never used it. The poem is just here.

Originally posted by: cheekukabeej

Bold: That makes my heart sing in joy. Thankyou❤️❤️

I do have a wattpad account but I opened it because my stories were stolen there. But I have never used it. The poem is just here.

No issues. I have added this to my watched topic here 😃 so that I can pull up any time and read it when I feel down. Could you please tag me when you write a poem next time? 😊

Originally posted by: vivpri

No issues. I have added this to my watched topic here 😃 so that I can pull up any time and read it when I feel down. Could you please tag me when you write a poem next time? 😊

I can't guarantee that you will like the next poem this much😆 Sometimes it just flows from inside.

I will definitely tag you when I write my next poem❤️

This made me well up😭😭

I could connect with every word, especially how you begin to feel too alone and tired, and when what you consider happiness only become past incidents, totally can associate 🙂🙂

This was just ,like a ...thak on the heart's Door, ouch and wow at the same time.

Amazing Cheeku❤

Originally posted by: Shristhi2002

This made me well up😭😭

I could connect with every word, especially how you begin to feel too alone and tired, and when what you consider happiness only become past incidents, totally can associate 🙂🙂

This was just ,like a ...thak on the heart's Door, ouch and wow at the same time.

Amazing Cheeku❤

Happiness is fleeting just like day and night. It doesn't give us pain. The desire to hold on to it forever does. But we keep forgetting it.

Bold: I love your heartfelt comment yaar

Thankyou❤️❤️

Bear hugs to you🤗🤗

On a straw of hope does my breath survive

I often wonder how it’d feel like to be alive

Couldn’t help but cry. I always say I ‘ll survive, but never ever ask me to live!
And these words of yours it’s reflection on stillness.