Poems from Zaroya Amjad
Take me to the horizon for my heart is broken
Take me to the stars for I need an escape
Take me to the moon for it ought to tell me its...
Ode to the girl that died insideOf meMy best friend tells me to conjureUp her dead soul and shake handsWith herBut it would be like misery...
I am the thesaurus of obscure sorrowsAnd wrong decisionsElysian yet sometimes a misandristFor which he asks me why?Why? I repeat the...