Poems from Namrata

"She turned her cant's into cans and her dreams into plans"
It's the loudest yet the quietest kindIt's the easy yet the painful timeYou lie on the floor and scream the hardestBut no one hears, no...
I was all aloneuntil she walked inand made me believe thatshe has got my back always Soon we turned into friendsor shall I say more like...
I don't remember muchas I was only six thenbut he was the king of my palacerespected him were all his men ..actually they were his friends...
You're a good personsweet and kind,but did you know that, there's a monster in your mind? Its making you blowIts making you explodebut...
How long could she bear this society? How long could she stay strong?How long was she going to hold up her tears? How long could she stand...