Am I alive
Or am I dead?
Coping up with the mounting hatred
Oozing out from people’s words
Hurting and tormenting my self
Making my heart bled
Am I alive
Or am I dead?
Poetry………Alive or Dead
Am I alive
Or am I dead?
Coping up with the mounting hatred
Oozing out from people’s words
Hurting and tormenting my self
Making my heart bled
Am I alive
Or am I dead?
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You are alive until you feel emotions by your heart..
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Right thanks a lot
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Beautiful poem.
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Thanks a lot
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Superb
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Thanks a lot
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You’re most welcome!
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The words carry lot of emotions and pain. Well written Haroon!
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They do depict indescribable pain. thanks a lot for your opinion I appreciate it
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Very relatable to me. I ask myself the same question, Haroon.
We are both alive and dead, I guess🙂
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Sometimes it becomes hard to tolerate the intolerable and you don’t have the choice to quit as well
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As they say, hard times make us stronger. 😊🌺
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True but nerve wrecking
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True, Haroon. Only those who have suffered know this. No wonder the world doesn’t understand our pain.
You’re a fighter, I can tell. May He bless you with immense strength and happiness! 💐
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Thanks a lot for your kind words I appreciate it
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Indeed you are alive to create even more poetries like this!!
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Thanks a lot for your kind words
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You’re welcome.
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I think you are very much alive, blessing others.
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Thanks a lot for your kind words I appreciate it
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😊🍃
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