“A Writer”

She was a writer

She composed every words with the nip of her dreams

Her story was the only strength of her life

Her life was encased by some beautiful imaginations

She lived with every tiny moments of her memories

She always believed that the ray of happiness can visible anytime

Because, someone was always there enclosed in her thoughts

And till the end of her existence


8 Replies to ““A Writer””

    1. Now she has changed, her thoughts, her emotions don’t resemblance as the previous… She is still a writer but very realistic and practical… Thanks for your suggestion and like… ❣️🙂

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