Before Broken

Dying to know How did it feel like? Who were you? What was in your mind? Before being broken. -ummuzwriteups



Love is madness A Burning desire Any fool can love. Not the fairy tale love Just 'love' From this body of flesh and desire to that body of flesh and desire let it kill you this spiritual connection this timeless journey of loving and being inseparable. Let it kill you. -ummuzwriteups  

That Lost Girl.

Insomnia struck. Depressed. Wet pillows. 2 AM Tears. 12 AM Wandering minds. Red, sleep deprived, baggy eyes. She's drowning. Mind's a wreck. All Alone. She sits on her bed. Staring at the walls. Screaming in the inside. Screeching her heart out. Those awful thoughts. Restless. Lost. Stained wrists. She whispered "I'm Fine". - ummuzwriteups Any... Continue Reading →

The way you look.

I've seen you smile quite a lot but no, it doesn't seem enchanting. Its not the smile. I see it everywhere on everyone, while in the crowd, in the gardens, in the mall, in the restaurant, at the movies every human has it, uses it. Smile. I ain't fascinated by your smile. Its when I... Continue Reading →

What are you?

Oh! yes I'm fat and ugly, So tell me, What are you inside? The depressed? Or the lonely human? Or maybe the recently broke up human? What are you? The lost soul is it? The mentally abused? Screaming on the inside? Oh! yes the physically abused and physique is all you care about. Listen up!... Continue Reading →

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