feeling of writers who hide their talent just because of they do not have courage to show it publicly
Sometimes,I think with whom I lie
With myself,with my loving one or from society...
On which I make boundries
On my passion,on my desire or on my self ...
I know myself very well ,this heart agonize to fly...
I have a body which wants to live in sky
my dream which are very high
my finger which are looking for pen and be like sunshine ...
Why can't I say openly that I love writing why I always lie for writing
Have I fear of something or having any hesitation...
Or I don't want to tell anything anyone about my passion ...
Only think & everytime mind say sacrifice
But heart ask for whom I sacrifice
For family which wants my happiness & success
For world whose job is poking nose in others life...
Or for others fake happiness and expectations
Which give me only fake vibes ...
What happen when all are happy from me
But my own soul blames me
Desires I kill today in future it make shames me ...
If I not rise up and not go for try
I'll have to prepare myself for future cry ...
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~WASIM

Nice bro 👍
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